Urban Wolf King

For twenty years, Wang Yan had been searching for his birth father.

And in the few years since he left Three Principles Mountain, no matter how much hardship he went through, Wang Yan never gave up on his pursuit—that was to stand at the peak of the world and find his father.

Now that he had finally seen his master, Wang Yan wished he could know the answer right away.

However, Wang Yan's master only smiled faintly and said, "Yan'er, back then I set a condition for you: only when you stand at the peak of the world will you be qualified to know who your father is. Therefore, right now, you are still not qualified to know who your father is."

Hearing this, Wang Yan couldn't help feeling disappointed.

But then, Wang Yan figured it out.

His father was so powerful—if he himself could no longer accomplish anything, what face would he have to meet his own father?

So the disappointment flashed past like a white horse passing through a crack, and Wang Yan's fighting spirit blazed up once again.

Seeing Wang Yan adjust his mood in an instant, Wang Yan's master nodded slightly, his eyes filled with a glow of comfort and relief.

"Master, then can you at least tell me who you really are?" Wang Yan scratched his head and asked.

Come to think of it, Wang Yan had followed his master and studied for so long, yet he actually didn't know who his master was.

Wang Yan's master laughed and said, "Of course, I can certainly tell you. My name is Zuo Hong."

"Zuo Hong." Wang Yan silently committed the name to memory.

"Oh right, Master, I don't know—what level of cultivation have you reached now?"

Zuo Hong said, "If we're talking about your master, I dare say that right now my cultivation is second to none. Even that Dark Dragon, I still dare to call myself the Dragon Race's number one War God. But after meeting your father, I realized there is always a higher sky, always someone stronger. So these years, I've been cultivating alongside your father, my cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and now I've reached the realm of Divine Emperor."

"What kind of realm is Divine Emperor?" Wang Yan asked, eyes widening.

Wang Yan only knew that after the Three Flowers Crown came the Harmonious Four Symbols, and after that the Five Elements Morning Qi, but he had no idea what realm this Divine Emperor was.

Zuo Hong said, "The so‑called three thousand paths of the Great Dao, each is different. You cultivate the Demon Pattern path, while I cultivate the Power of the Demon God, so the realm titles are not the same. But all laws return to one. Once you break through the Five Elements Morning Qi, you will reach the cultivation of a Divine Emperor."

Hearing this, Wang Yan couldn't help secretly nodding. His master's cultivation really was incomparably powerful, countless levels above his own.

But then Wang Yan's eyes suddenly widened as he remembered what Zuo Hong had just said.

Zuo Hong had the cultivation of a Divine Emperor, yet still needed to follow his father to cultivate. Then was his father actually above the Divine Emperor?

Thinking of this, Wang Yan stared at Zuo Hong, blinking over and over, his eyes full of doubt.

Zuo Hong saw through Wang Yan's question and smiled slightly as he said, "You're thinking correctly, but I cannot tell you."

Wang Yan forcibly pressed down the shock and excitement in his heart. For a moment he felt like he had countless questions he wanted to ask Zuo Hong, yet for a moment he didn't know where to start.

However, Wang Yan suddenly remembered the matter Meng Po had entrusted to him and hurriedly asked, "Right, Master, do you know who Jiang Yikang is?"

Hearing Wang Yan's question, Zuo Hong couldn't help being stunned for a second. Then the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a barely noticeable smile, and he said to Wang Yan, "Don't ask so many questions. Do you not remember your own business?"

Wang Yan was stunned at first, then slapped his thigh and cried, "Damn, the half‑year deadline is up, I have to leave here."

With that, Wang Yan sprang to his feet.

Zuo Hong waved his hand and said, "No need to rush for a moment. Since you've won, then you should first accept this opportunity. I will gift this One World to you. In this One World, you can do whatever you please, so here, you are invincible under heaven."

Hearing this, Wang Yan finally understood the meaning of "invincible under heaven."

But just then, Ying Zheng, who had been sitting collapsed to one side, suddenly grit his teeth and pushed himself up from the ground.

For Ying Zheng, even though he now faced certain death, he was still a hegemon by nature and would never sit and wait to die. He had to fight for it; otherwise, he would not be Ying Zheng.

So Ying Zheng said to Zuo Hong, "Since Senior is a peerless expert, then you should not bend the rules for personal gain."

Zuo Hong glanced at Ying Zheng and asked mildly, "How am I bending the rules for personal gain?"

Ying Zheng said, "Since Senior is Wang Yan's master, then in this trial, no matter what the result is, it will end with Wang Yan's victory. Isn't that bending the rules for personal gain?"

Zuo Hong shook his head and said, "Not so. If Wang Yan truly couldn't sense his original heart, and like you only focused on profit and gain, then I likewise would not give this One World to him."

Since there was no way out, Ying Zheng simply spoke his mind and burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Senior, if that's really so, then have billions of living beings truly submitted to Wang Yan?"

Zuo Hong looked at Wang Yan and said, "I think this answer can be given to him by you yourself."

Wang Yan nodded and turned to look at Ying Zheng, saying, "Back then, I was like you, thinking that becoming the emperor of a nation would make all the people submit. But later, after I meditated on Mount of the Wise for half a year, I understood that true submission is not surface‑level fear, but a response from the heart. In this One World, there are billions of living beings. What they want is peace, tranquility, and benevolence, not violence, domination, and slaughter. Letting living beings rest easy comes from not losing one's original heart; only then can you make all beings respond and submit."

Ying Zheng laughed wildly and said, "Wang Yan, do you take me for a three‑year‑old child, to be fooled by a few casual words of yours? If you've got the ability, prove it to me—prove that billions of living beings truly submit to you. Otherwise, you're bending the rules for personal gain. Even if you kill me, I won't accept it."

"Of course it can be proven."

Just as Wang Yan was slightly startled, he heard a childish voice from behind him.

Wang Yan hurriedly turned around and saw that the one speaking was actually Purple Smoke.

"Purple Smoke, you can talk?"

Overjoyed, Wang Yan took a few quick steps to stand in front of Purple Smoke, squatted down, and looked at her at eye level.

At this moment, although Purple Smoke still looked like a child, the innocence was gone from her face, replaced by a sense of vicissitudes.

"Thank you. I like the name Purple Smoke."

"Who exactly are you?" Seeing the vicissitudes on Purple Smoke's face, Wang Yan immediately became puzzled.

"Actually, I am the combined body of the billions of living beings in this One World. Over this past year, you have cared for me immensely. On behalf of the billions of living beings, I have decided to submit to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Purple Smoke's body slowly became illusory, turning into countless specks of starlight that were about to scatter away.

Seeing this, Wang Yan hurriedly reached out to grab Purple Smoke. "Wait, Purple Smoke, don't leave me."

Over this year, Wang Yan had already treated Purple Smoke as his own child, so how could he bear to let her leave at once?

But his grab closed on empty air. Those billions of specks slowly drifted up toward the sky, where they transformed into a gigantic, illusory Purple Smoke.

Then an ethereal voice floated down from the sky: "My mission is over. I must leave. But I cherish this year we spent together."

Hearing this, sorrow appeared in Wang Yan's eyes.

The Purple Smoke in the sky that was gradually scattering likewise showed a look of sorrow. "May I call you father, just once? Father, don't be sad. I am the billions of living beings of this One World. As long as you come here, I will be with you."

With these words, those billions of specks suddenly flew in all directions and vanished in an instant.

Among them, several million specks fell at the foot of Mount of the Wise and merged into the bodies of several million subjects.

Those several million subjects immediately changed form, actually turning into several million powerful Demon Beasts.

And in the distance, the mountains and rivers also shed their superficial disguise and revealed a different appearance.

Everywhere were thousand‑year Spirit Medicines, and all around were ten‑thousand‑year Spirit Fruits. Any single one taken into the outside world would drive every Demon Cultivator under heaven mad.

This was the true face of a One World.

At that moment, Wang Yan felt the billions of living beings in this One World all bow their heads to him.

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