"Dear ministers, do not panic."
"The so-called Holy See is nothing to be concerned about."
"Once I wipe out these degenerates, I shall definitely restore a peaceful era to Great Zhou!"
Before he finished speaking, he once again soared into the sky.
He dashed towards the distant Demon Race camp at great speed.
Meanwhile, a voice from the Persuasion System echoed in his mind.
"Zhang'er, this great battle has truly made me see you in a new light."
"However, the power of the Demon Race should not be underestimated."
The voice was distant and ethereal, filled with wisdom.
"Rest assured, I know what I'm doing."
Zhang Beixing was confident and without hesitation.
"This world is already in my grasp."
"How could I allow those demons and monsters to run rampant?"
He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance majestically.
His entire being exuded the aura of a king.
In the next moment, a tremendous explosion erupted.
