Truth [1]

"Huu…"

A breath swept through the air.

WHOOOOOOSH!

Its force spread disaster upon the land.

The winds that whipped through the air were enough to slaughter armies and destroy continents, but they originated from but a single breath.

"I'm finally here…"

Damien opened his eyes.

The mana in his body was stable like a calm ocean, with gait far surpassing such a water body.

"The 9th revolution…"

He clenched his fist.

"...I'm finally a Supreme."

He stopped counting time a while ago. Such thoughts only inhibited his practice.

However, it should've been several months into the 5th year by now.

"It's almost over, huh…"

His long imprisonment had developed into the only thing he knew in a short period. It was hard for him to imagine life returning to normalcy, but that time wasn't far away.

'Putting that aside, even after reaching this level, it doesn't feel like much has changed.'