An old man with white hair and beard stood with his hands behind his back.
Without anger, he naturally exuded authority and had a remarkable presence.
"We've been waiting for you, representing the great royal families."
"You, as a junior, have quite some audacity."
"Do you truly believe that after a few years of absence, you can contend with us?"
The old man's tone was contemptuous, not considering Zhang Beixing at all.
In his view, this young lad was simply lucky.
When it comes to strength, how could he possibly compare to these old monsters who have cultivated for thousands of years?
"Back in the day, our defeat by your hand was merely luck."
"Now, it's time for justice to be served."
"I will show you the consequences of provoking the Demon Race!"
Before the voice faded, the old man suddenly struck.
Bang!
With a loud boom, the heavens crumbled and the earth cracked.
A force capable of destroying heaven and earth suddenly exploded between the sky and the ground!
