บท 782: Where Is Your Power?

"I thought King Vulke had passed away..." some whispered, perplexed.

The three empires were aware of his supposed death, but there he was, alive, without any sign of illness!

The onlookers exchanged incredulous glances. Rumors of his death due to depleted vitality had been circulating for a long time, and everyone knew he could die at any moment. Nobody was surprised when they heard his life had come to an end, as it was already a miracle he had lived for three generations.

"King Vulke is quite cunning. I saw him before, and his vitality was truly drained. He looked weak. What an act he pulled off," commented an elderly alchemist, speaking openly without fear of reprisal.

The king had asked for any alchemist from the three empires to help him with a longevity pill. Many famous ones were summoned, examined his pulse, and confirmed that his life was hanging by a thread, from every perspective.