And a thousand miles away, Zhang Beixing, rushing under the starry night, had a slight smile on his lips.
It seemed that he had a plan for everything.
"Ha, the mere Northern Border, dare to be impudent in front of me?"
He sneered coldly, standing with his hands behind his back.
His spine was straight, like a War God descending upon the world.
"Trivial tricks, worthy to compete with me?"
"Truly ignorant of life and death, seeking your own doom!"
As his voice dropped, the colors of heaven and earth changed.
The four fields fell silent, with no sound remaining.
Only that person's silhouette remained resolute and towering.
Like a startled swan crossing the sea, or a meteor streaking across the sky.
He would ultimately overcome all obstacles.
With supreme conquest, he would establish a millennial legacy.
This was Zhang Beixing.
This is the unparalleled legendary hero, the unrivaled lone hero!
