As the true supreme ruler of Skywolf, Sovereign Starvore's long, silvery white hair that stood up slightly made him look like he was carrying a huge white wolf on his back. A silvery sheen was visible on his skin, reflecting the light from the embers around him. His fangs and nails looked sharper than even top-class divine artifacts. Sitting on his throne of bones, he assessed the situation with an air of stability, basking in brilliant white light and warm in the embrace of his beauties. In terms of presence, his was far superior to the sun emperor's.

One of his hands was stroking a skull on the throne as he looked at the sun emperor's smiling visage, seemingly not intent on striking up a conversation at all. He simply...