The Purple King was here.

That legendary man of the Hongmeng, the one idolized by countless beings, had come back to the realm when his father faced certain death.

“That’s right, long time no see,” Lu Yun chuckled. “How far away from the final step are you?”

“If I don’t die in this battle, I will be able to take that step.” Lu Qing smiled.

He’d reached peak true king in the chaos, but hadn’t been able to ascend as a potentate. He couldn’t even glimpse the door to the next level.

After the four ancestral gods and six supremes fought the Fire Virtue Potentate, the path to that cultivation level was severed in the Hongmeng, chaos, and worlds. The Curse King had made sure it turned...