Inspiration struck Lu Yun when he heard Mo Fei’s anguished howl. I have a good idea why the Huangpang Supreme died… the Imperial Seal!

But as for what exactly had happened, Lu Yun couldn’t be certain.

Resentment brewed on Mo Fei, one that was targeted at all living beings. He’d absorbed the bitterness from the vengeful ghost of his beloved and concentrated it on himself. Thus, despite being alive, he was now a ghost. He was a ghost king who walked among the living and hated everything alive.

The ghost city wouldn’t stop at swallowing the Huangpang major world—resentment of everything in this world was not the final end. It would grow to devour other major...