Behind him was the vast Dark Legion, ready to march.
Sworn to follow the steps of the Emperor, battling across the lands, establishing eternal glory!
In the bizarre time-space tunnel, the wind howled.
As if it wanted to devour everything completely.
Zhang Beixing's face was solemn, gripping the Demon God Staff tightly.
[Host, the aura ahead is very unusual, it seems to contain extremely terrifying power!]
The Persuasion System issued a warning again, with a tone of utmost seriousness.
[I fear, the 'Lord of the World' is waiting for you not far away.]
Zhang Beixing's lips curved slightly, his eyes growing more determined.
"I can't wait any longer."
As he spoke, the wild wind suddenly stopped.
A vast and boundless space suddenly appeared before the three.
"This place is..."
Alina glanced around, a hint of confusion flashed in her heart.
Looking around, it was all pure white.
No boundaries, no end.
Only a throne in the center stood tall.
