Immortal Kings or An Empyrean?

"Damn…"

Davis looked at the palms of his hands.

He couldn't help but feel nostalgic about how far he had come in the cultivation world.

From his life as a crown prince to a vagrant cultivator and then taking on a world-ending identity as a Divergent before becoming an anarchic one and being chased to death- everything made him feel unreal.

When he was a crown price of a mere Sky Grade Power, he never would've imagined such tribulations awaited him. When he married Evelynn, he never would've expected to take twenty-nine more women as his wives and many more wonderful women still pining to be his next despite the atrocious numbers.

At that time, if someone had said he would've had a harem in the future, he would've brushed it off. Even with an exception, he imagined it would be made of palace maids and other contemporary ladies that he would find anywhere in the city but never talented and remarkable women.

However, the reality was different.