Zi Qing, the Crown Prince of Violet and Cyan, spoke in a soft tone. He wore a violet robe and had long, violet hair that swayed gently behind him. His pale, violet eyes were focused on Xu Qing, who was bound tightly in his hand of fate. His facial expression was tender and caring. He looked exactly like the perfect older brother that Xu Qing remembered from Peerless City.0

“Isn’t it possible that’s what really happened?” he said softly. His voice seemed to merge with the wind and dissipated into the ancient past. It was almost like it was supposed to be buried in time, back in Peerless City. “I mean no harm, lil’ bro. This hand of fate is a gift from me to you. It’s formed from the last bit of destiny aura from the Sovereign Kingdom of Violet and Cyan.”0

As the words left the crown prince’s mouth, the huge hand of fate rumbled and turned into a violet dragon that pulsed with destiny aura.0

“And the reason I came here today is to take you home. I already pulled the Sovereign Kingdom of Violet and Cyan out of the netherworld. It’s settled in place in the Heaveneater Region, along with countless citizens and government officials. They’re waiting for me. Once I’m back, I’ll ascend the imperial...1