For he has already transformed into the Master of Destiny.
From now on, roaming the universe, who dares to contend?
As Beixing surges forward, his true nature becomes evident!
At the same time, deep in the distant Demon Realm.
Countless demons and monsters are gathering in front of a pitch-black altar.
At the forefront is an old man with a youthful face and white hair.
This person has an extraordinary demeanor, surrounded by a murderous aura.
This is... Hongjun!
"Everyone, you all know well why I have summoned you here this time."
Hongjun stood with hands behind his back, surveying the surroundings.
His expression was stern, yet killing intent was evident.
"Indeed, that Zhang Beixing brat is truly excessively arrogant!"
"A mere Human Race, daring to run wild in my Demon Realm? Simply ignorant of life and death!"
"Shaluo was slain, Asura was captured... How can we not avenge this hatred?"
The demon leaders all echoed, filled with righteous indignation.
