Taming This Power
It seemed like the world had accepted him, or he accepted his fate and new power. The colors that blinded his eyes and clouded his mind were now looking docile.
He could tell them apart so easily, and could also feel some connection towards them. "So the answer was always the same…" he took a deep breath before raising his head and spotted that sect.
The sect that started all this mess.
"And this was here just for me, right?" his smile was getting wider before he suddenly laughed. Under his eyes, under the watching eyes of everyone, all the cultivators around turned into puffs of smoke.
Even the towering peaks of the sect started to fade away like an illusion. And yet he knew it wasn't.
This sect was planted here in this world to do just one purpose, to push him along this path. After going through it, the purpose was now meaningless and thus its presence had to halt.