Zhao Fu chuckled. "Alright! I can tell you who I am. You should have heard of me, actually."
Hearing this, Shi Kong and the other two looked baffled. They did not know Zhao Fu at all, nor had they ever heard of him. Even less had they heard anyone speak of such terrifying killing intent and sword intent.
Yet Zhao Fu looked so confident that he ought to have been someone quite famous in the God Realm. But after carefully thinking through all the great prodigies of the God Realm, they could not find a single one resembling Zhao Fu.
Shi Kong said, "We can't guess your identity. You should just tell us directly."
At this moment, Shi Ya thought of that bottle of Sacred Blood Wine. It had been brewed from fresh sacred blood. Since the Sacred Blood Wine belonged to Zhao Fu, it was highly possible that he possessed sacred blood—and only Holy Sons possessed sacred blood.
Ordinary Holy Sons existed only in legends, but recently, one person with sacred blood had become exceedingly famous. Almost no one was unaware of his existence now; he had caused an enormous stir in Apocalypse World.
That person was the legendary second-generation King of Kings.
Many people in the God Realm had heard of him, but none had ever seen him in person. Still, they knew he was an extremely terrifying individual, and Zhao Fu now fit that description.
Moreover, this person did not possess the power of time, yet he had still passed the trial, obtained the Main God's time inheritance power, and successfully refined the power of time. That showed just how extraordinary he was.
Shi Ya did not dare be certain, and she cautiously asked, "Could you be the second-generation King of Kings?"
At those words, Shi Kong