Zhuo Bufan was as pale as a sheet and his hair disheveled, his eyes red with grief. There was no sign of his customary good-for-nothing air to be found—a dense atmosphere of bleak desolation wrapped around him.

The Scorch King was dead and his two elder brothers also gone. His father’s forces had disintegrated and he no longer had a backer. He was all alone in this world.

Before his death, the Scorch King had maneuvered his dao rules to protect Zhuo Bufan. If it wasn’t for Jinse arriving in the nick of time with the Purple Stellar Mountain, the duke wouldn’t have lived much longer either.

When they emerged safely from Starspace Region, uncontrollable despair burst forth from Zhuo Bufan’s heart. The cultivators of Cloudexit City fell silent.

“The Extraordinary Duke is a thing of the past with the fall of the Scorch King...