Ten years… fifty years… two hundred years…
Two hundred more years went by, and the Immortal Clans had been reduced to a state nearly unrecognizable.
They were no longer the haughty, untouchable powerhouses they had once been. Now, they were no different from ordinary families—shunned by the rest of the world, largely because people feared the consequences of siding with them. After all, Tian Yang targeted anyone who remained close to the Immortal Clans.
With their power reduced to this pitiful state, Tian Yang could eradicate them whenever he wished. Yet he chose to let them linger, allowing the remnants of the Immortal Clans to spend their final days drowning in regret for ever offending him. As for Patriarch Gu and those directly responsible for torturing Kulas, Tian Yang showed no such mercy, and he crippled every one of them, stripping away not only their cultivation but their limbs as well.
