The fog of war hadn’t fully lifted when Zhao Tian’s consciousness began to fade. His body lay on the blood-soaked ground, his chest heavy as if a mountain sat upon it. His vision blurred—yet faintly, he could still see the blue sky above, the very sky he once dreamed of conquering.Was this… the end?The end of the Sea of a Thousand Waves King?His dream to rule both the eastern lands and seas… ended here?!NO! He couldn’t accept that. Not after coming this far. Not after everything he had sacrificed.Zhao Tian stared up at the sky, his eyes trembling as blood dripped from his lips. Memories flickered in his mind—how he had started as a poor fisherman’s son on the eastern coast, staring at the horizon and swearing: “I’ll conquer this sea.”And he did. Through war, deceit, betrayal—and blood.He destroyed every enemy who stood in his way, carving his path with brutality. Until finally, he stood at the top—King of the Sea of a Thousand Waves, ruler of the eastern seas.But even that glo

The Giant Eagle soared through the clear blue sky, gliding over valleys still veiled in a thin mist. From that height, the world looked peaceful and silent. No more rumbling of war—only endless forests and rivers glistening under the morning sunlight.Kael sat quietly on the beast’s back, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon. His face remained calm, yet behind that calmness was something faint—fatigue, not from battle, but from something deeper.“Giant Eagle,” he said softly. “Let’s go home.”The creature let out a low cry as if it understood, then flapped its enormous wings and shot forward with incredible speed.It didn’t take long before the peak of the Eastern Sky Palace appeared in the distance—standing tall among the clouds, wrapped in a soft, silvery spiritual mist.When the Giant Eagle landed in the palace courtyard, the guards rushed over immediately. Not long after, two women appeared from the direction of the main hall—Yue Lian and Yue Ling.The moment they saw Kael dismou

The room fell silent for a moment. Only the sound of the wind drifting through the wide window could be heard, brushing softly against the golden curtains.Kael finally rose to his feet, meeting Tianlong’s gaze with steady determination. “I will not disappoint you, Your Majesty,” he said firmly. “I promise I will bring victory to the Eastern Sky Kingdom.”Tianlong gave a faint smile. “I have no doubt about that.”He leaned back in his seat, studying Kael for a moment. Then, with a lighter tone—though carrying something deeper beneath it—he said, “By the way, there is something else I want to discuss with you, Li Xin.”Kael slowly sat back down, his composure unchanged. “Please speak, Your Majesty.”Tianlong fell silent for a few seconds. His gaze was sharp, but not like before.“The one speaking to you right now is no longer a king,” he said quietly. “But a father. I wish to offer you something, Li Xin—something personal.”Kael frowned slightly, waiting.“I wish for you to marry my da

The next morning, a thin veil of spiritual mist covered the Medicine Forest Pavilion as dawn brushed the tips of the leaves. Dew still clung to the blades of grass when Kael began his first official day of serious cultivation. He chose the open courtyard where the flow of earth and sky energy was the most stable.Sitting cross-legged, he drew a long, steady breath.Inside his body, two distinct forces resided — pure spiritual energy… and the untamed black energy that refused to follow any known law. And it was this black energy that sharpened his cultivation to terrifying levels, granting him growth far beyond what a normal cultivator could achieve.Vale called it demonic energy, while Grandpa Zion called it blessed fate.Kael agreed with Grandpa Zion — not to justify himself, but because he understood the true nature of that power: not destructive, not evil… simply too dense, too ancient, and too vast, so overwhelming that anything touching it would be swallowed whole.During the fir

Ever since Tu Feng broke through to the Soul Realm, Kael’s daily rhythm changed completely.He no longer shut himself away in meditation all day. Some mornings, before the sun even rose, Kael would stand on Tu Feng’s back as they soared across the mountain range — splitting the dawn mist with their presence. The cold wind against his skin made him feel more alive than a hundred silent meditation sessions.What started as short practice flights eventually became a habit. Tu Feng would land on the highest peaks, spreading his wings as if inviting Kael to step down — and there, in places where only the clouds lived, Kael continued his cultivation.No longer on the ground… but in the sky.The qi at the mountaintops was far purer, and his dual-energy circulation became much more stable when he cultivated in a place touched directly by the flow of heaven.So, near the end of the eighth month, when his pressure reached its next critical point — Kael sat cross-legged on Tu Feng’s back, eyes c