A Million Years in the Making

In the Realm Sea, True Kings still occasionally fought one another, so he had a chance to obtain the bloodlines of such powerful beings.

After years of effort, he finally broke through to True King.

But True Ancestors were super-powerful figures who could hold sway over an entire region of the Realm Sea. They rarely fought, and even if they did, a True King like him couldn't scavenge any benefits from the battle.

So Winged Evil King wandered aimlessly through the Realm Sea for ten million years, yet still had no chance to obtain the bloodline of a True Ancestor-level powerhouse.

He had nearly given up and planned to return to his race to reproduce, continue his bloodline, and pass it on to future generations.

But he never expected that, at the very last moment, such an astonishing surprise would come—

In a tiny Origin World, multiple True Ancestors were fighting to the death!

Watching the countless drops of golden blood splatter through the void as those True Ancestors fought, Winged Evil King's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

His overwhelming desire almost swallowed his reason, but in the end, he managed to suppress it.

The slash he'd suffered earlier had cut away nearly ninety-nine percent of his cultivation. With only a sliver remaining, if he dared show himself, any of the other powerhouses battling in this Origin World could slap him to death without the True Ancestors even lifting a finger!

So Winged Evil King knew that his only chance was to keep lying low.

And in the end, whether through sheer good fortune or some other reason, Winged Evil King really did get his chance—

The True Ancestors on both sides suffered catastrophic losses. Countless True Lords and True Kings perished, and finally, the leaders of both