Inside a quiet room of the grand mansion, an old man sat alone.
The room was silent except for the faint sound of the wind outside.
The old man slowly closed his eyes, deep in thought.
Sixteen years ago…
He remembered well the day when he had ordered one of his servants to mix poison in the child's milk.
According to his calculations, the boy should have died long ago.
Yet somehow… he survived.
The old man's brows slightly furrowed.
Why didn't he die…? he murmured to himself.
Was the boy truly trash like everyone believed?
Or was it something else?
Perhaps the boy was simply unaware of his own power…
Or maybe he was hiding it.
The old man continued thinking deeply, unable to reach a conclusion.
Meanwhile, in another part of the capital city, inside the royal palace…
The king was sitting in a private chamber, listening to a secret report.
A shadow guard knelt before him.
Your Majesty… we have discovered something.
The king's eyes narrowed slightly.
Speak.
It seems the kelric family is hiding another child.
The guard lowered his head.
A boy… named Kairo.
For a moment, the entire room fell silent.
Then the king slowly leaned back in his chair.
So… they dared to hide someone from me.
A cold smile appeared on his face.
In the entire kingdom, nothing should be hidden from the crown.
The king's eyes turned darker.
I already know Ketlos is a genius…
But if this Kairo has been hidden for so many years…
Perhaps he is an even greater genius.
The king tapped his fingers on the armrest.
A new plan was already forming in his mind.
Interesting… he whispered.
The scene shifted back to the old man.
He was still lost in thought about the mysterious boy.
At that moment, the door suddenly opened.
A butler quickly walked inside and bowed respectfully.
Master.
The old man slowly looked up.
What is it?
The butler spoke with excitement.
Young Master Ketlos has defeated Daren.
He has entered the Top 10 of the Genius Rankings.
For a brief moment, the old man was stunned.
Then a faint smile appeared on his face.
Deep inside, he felt proud.
One month later…
Night had fallen.
The sky was dark, but a strange red moon hung high above the clouds.
In the middle of a vast forest, a terrifying roar suddenly echoed through the mountains.
ROOOOOOAR!!!
On top of a giant mountain stood a massive beast.
A monstrous wolf with three heads.
Its eyes glowed with a blood-red light under the red moon.
The legendary Three-Headed Wolf had appeared once again.
Meanwhile, in the forest below…
Several powerful cultivators were fighting desperately.
These were elite warriors sent by the king himself.
Their cultivation had already reached the terrifying realms of:
Deity Transformation
And
Spatial Tempering
The battle had already begun.
But the outcome… was still unknown