Chapter 459: Punishment
The universe had fallen quiet.
Dozens of bodies littered the space behind Jack. They used to be overlords, emperors of the galaxy, C-Grade Elders and B-Grade Ancestors or Envoys. Now, they were all dead—slain because they made an enemy of Jack Rust. Because they pushed their enmity far past the point of reconciliation.
What goes around comes around. The Animal Kingdom had oppressed its constellation for a million years. Their widespread tyranny was bound to backfire eventually, and now they were destroyed. Without Elders and Ancestors to guide the faction, the Kingdom was left with only early C-Grade Enforcers. They were reduced to a C-Grade faction, and not even a particularly strong one. Moreover, the revolution against them was still ongoing—it was unknown how many Enforcers would survive.
It was even possible that, after everything was said and done, the Animal Kingdom would disband entirely.
This was a deciding day in the history of the Milky Way—the first time a major faction was taken down from the inside. It was also the day a new overlord appeared. Jack Rust had solidified his place as the galaxy’s strongest cultivator. Even if some Supreme Ancestor of an apex B-Grade faction could face him, no one doubted that in just a year or two, Jack’s strength would have taken another leap forward.
Jack Rust, Galactic Emperor.
After the battle broadcast was over, the world remained stunned. Large cities had fallen into inactivity. Elder Councils were convened in all major factions, and even Ancestors were called to participate. They needed to discuss how to handle this—figure out their place in the new world order.
The Milky Way had changed forever.
As the person in the center of all those changes, Jack didn’t care. He did not revel in his victory against the Animal Kingdom, nor was he relieved at temporarily being safe. The only thing he felt was hatred—a blazing dark bonfire which took his heart as fuel. His eyes carried death as he stared down his most hated enemy: Artus Emberheart.