Only six Silvermoon Wolfkings had been born over the last eighty thousand years. Over time, all six had become arcane dao immortals or stronger—proof of the bloodline’s potency. And yet, Qing Han was treading the seventh Wolfking underfoot! A great existence, destined to become an arcane dao immortal, was being used as a human’s steed!

The old wolf inside Destiny City howled to the sky.

“I don’t care who you are, Qing Yu! You’re as good as dead! Your humiliation of the Silvermoon Wolfkings shall not go unpunished! Even if the nine celestial emperors stand in my way, I will tear you limb from limb!” its voice thundered across the metropolis.

Many immortals cowered instinctively in fear.

The wrath...