"Who I am is not important."
Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, his tone calm.
"What is important is that from now on, no one can threaten me."
"In this world, I alone am supreme!"
After speaking, he waved his wide sleeve.
Hongjun's body instantly turned to nothingness.
Vanished into thin air, no longer in existence.
"Long live the Master! Mighty is the Master!"
In an instant, cheers swept across the battlefield like a tide.
Everyone was praising this unparalleled hero, echoing like mountains and seas.
This battle was destined to be recorded in the annals of history.
Becoming the brightest stroke of the entire era.
Zhang Beixing stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, his expression indifferent.
Victory seemed to be in his grasp.
Such mere obstacles, how could they possibly hinder this Child of Destiny?
"Dear chancellors, the great work is done. You all have contributed."
