On the Yanji Continent.
Although the process had been somewhat strange, Luo Feng and Dongguan still met normally.
The spaceship traveled at sub-light speed.
Inside the cabin, Luo Feng and Dongguan sat opposite each other.
"Brother Guan, I never imagined you were Illusory Mist King. I heard people discussing you in the Virtual Universe before, saying you were Insect-Hunting King, but I never expected you to be Illusory Mist King."
"Could it be that I'm both Illusory Mist King and Insect-Hunting King?"
Luo Feng thought for a moment and soon recalled that there had been no news of Insect-Hunting King for a long time, while Illusory Mist King had only appeared within the last eight hundred years.
"Brother Guan, are you a World Lord or an Immortal now?" Luo Feng asked.
"I'm preparing to break through, but I haven't yet," Dongguan answered.
He had also defeated five thousand opponents with his secret art, Yin-Yang, bringing it to the ultimate level. Moreover, through studying the Sharp Kill Blade, he had created a Gold-Space blade technique. August Venerable had not assessed it, but Dongguan estimated that it was close to a peak secret technique.
Thus, Dongguan estimated that when he broke through to Immortal, even if he encountered the same problem as Luo Feng, it would not take him too long to overcome the bottleneck.
"A World Lord with two King Rank titles. That's seriously impressive," Luo Feng praised.
"Don't you have the title Silver Wing King too?" Dongguan was unconcerned.
Titles were actually empty things. As long as one reached the necessary level and went through certain experiences,
a title would naturally follow.
Getting more titles was easy too. Conceal your identity before acting, change your methods a little, and avoid being recognized. It was simple.
When he received his first