"Next, it's your turn!"
As the words landed, ten thousand demons wailed.
Countless demonic qi spread out, enveloping the entire battlefield.
Meanwhile, Zhang Beixing, far away in the Capital City, suddenly looked up.
His face turned grim, murder apparent.
"Damn it! It's an ambush!"
He immediately realized something was wrong.
But soon, he regained his composure.
A cold smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Hongjun, you old thing, just as worthless as I thought."
"Do you really think I'm a lamb waiting to be slaughtered?"
In the next moment, he suddenly made a move.
Golden light shone from his palm, as a phantom sun appeared.
"Break for me!"
With a shout, it shook the heavens and earth.
In the next instant, countless golden beams shot forth from his palm.
Where they passed, mountains and rivers changed color, vegetation caught fire.
In the blink of an eye, they had entered the battlefield.
They collided head-on with the overwhelming demonic qi.
Boom!
