Jiang Yun was once weak, alone, and constantly pushed to the brink of death. After five hundred years of relentless cultivation, he has finally reached the peak of strength. Now, Jiang Yun is an invincible powerhouse with no rivals. He is done following the rules of the world. There is no need to listen to arrogant young masters, no more worrying about endless cycles of revenge from elders, and fearing powerful sects is unnecessary. Jiang Yun is finished struggling and now plans to live as he pleases. If that means destroying every sect in his way? Then so be it. But why does it feel like I lost something along the way?