Is Wang Yi About to Have Bad Luck?

Thunder Island was the Virtual Universe Company's stronghold for its powerful experts within the Virtual Universe. Endless majestic mountain ranges stretched out beneath drifting currents of air, with palaces faintly visible everywhere.

The hierarchy here was strict.

The countless palaces on Thunder Island belonged to the immortals.

The palaces halfway up the central mountain range of Thunder Island housed Universe Venerables.

The palaces at the summit housed Universe Masters and some exceptionally powerful Universe Overlords.

At Thunder Island's very peak stood the palace of City Lord of Chaos, the Virtual Universe Company's foremost authority.

Wang Yi's palace complex was vast and continuous, among the closest to City Lord of Chaos's palace. It covered more than a hundred million kilometers. The Universe Venerables each had their own palace complexes, spanning hundreds of thousands or even millions of kilometers in diameter, with crowds of servants, disciples, Registered Disciples, and the like, all of them immortals or world masters.

Yet Wang Yi's palace complex alone had tens of thousands of Universe Venerable servants. It was truly astonishing.

In truth, these were all people he had enslaved in the past. He had once kept them hidden, but as Wang Yi's strength grew and he became invincible throughout the Universe Sea, he no longer needed to be as cautious as before. These Universe Venerables who could not bear the light were now free to move about openly.

Wang Yi, dressed in a fiery red robe with black hair falling over his shoulders, walked side by side with Luo Feng, a black-haired young man in white robes with a cold, imposing bearing. Seeing servants throughout the palace respectfully bow to them—every single one of them a Universe Venerable—Luo Feng could not help feeling moved. His horizons had been broadened, and he once again reassessed the extent