The ghost king threw Diexi a vicious glare with its empty sockets.

Diexi retaliated in kind with her widened almond-shaped eyes.

She’d just plucked her first aether dao fruit, but the pecking order of the yin realm was determined differently from that of the yang realm. As a zombie king, she was on equal footing with the ghost king, so it was very wary of her.

“It’s you.” The ghost king’s eyes glowed faintly. “You’re back. What a surprise.”

Diexi paused, then blurted out, “Do you know who I am?”

“Humph.” The ghost king huffed and floated into the palace coffin like it weighed nothing.

……

“This throne is made from the core of a sun,”...