Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Zhang Beixing looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, brimming with pride.

He knew that he had changed tremendously from before.

The cultivation he had now could not be compared to the mere early stage of the Golden Core.

He was now a true power, unmatched under the heavens!

At this moment, he strode out of the cave dwelling.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his presence commanded awe without anger.

[Hold on!]

The System’s voice resounded once more, the tone rather grave.

[Host, though your cultivation has greatly improved, the outside world remains imperfect.]

[Although the Demon Race has lost several generals, they will surely return.]

[And those sects and aristocratic families will not easily let things go.]

[Especially the Cyan Cloud Sect and the Gate of Hell, they have long held grudges against you.]

[Now that you have exited seclusion, you must not be overconfident, and must be extra cautious.]

The System’s words were like a jolt to Zhang Beixing.

He suddenly realized the situation and nodded repeatedly.

Yes, even though he had the strength of a god-slayer, the outside enemies would not just vanish.

Instead, they would intensify their focus on him due to his transformation.

As the saying goes, the stronger one becomes, the more enemies they have.

Thinking of this, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

"No matter, with my current strength, the mere Cyan Cloud Sect and Gate of Hell cannot harm me."

"I would like to see who dares to obstruct my path!"

Zhang Beixing snorted coldly, proceeding with hands behind his back.

Just then, in the distant horizon, unusual phenomena were emerging.

Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

A terrifying aura was rapidly approaching this place.

"Huh? Who dares to be so impudent in the place where I secluded myself?"

Zhang Beixing furrowed his brows, his gaze sharp as lightning.

He vaguely sensed that those coming must possess great power.

Moreover, there was more than one!

[Host, be careful!]

The System hurriedly warned.

[I sense that this aura belongs to several sect leaders among the Ten Great Evil Sects!]

[Their strength likely exceeds yours!]

"The Ten Great Evil Sects?"

Zhang Beixing’s pupils shrank, and his breath slightly quickened.

They were each tyrants, infamous throughout the world.

Unexpectedly, they joined forces.

Their target was actually him!

"Ha, the mere Ten Great Evil Sects dare to oppose me?"

Zhang Beixing sneered repeatedly, showing not a hint of retreat.

Instead, his eyes blazed brighter with overwhelming battle intent.

"Good timing, I wish to see what formidable traits you possess!"

With that, he soared into the air.

A beam of golden light shot up into the sky.

Simultaneously, several figures flew out from the dark clouds on the horizon.

The leader, cloaked in black, was surrounded by a murderous aura.

It was the Hell Sect Leader!

"Zhang Beixing, prepare to die!"

He roared, launching the first strike.

Black energy surged from his palm, and a pitch-black Demon Claw extended out.

It viciously clawed towards Zhang Beixing’s face!

"A mere trick!"

Zhang Beixing shouted, showing no weakness.

A golden light flashed between his eyebrows as the Eye of Heavenly Dao abruptly opened.

A momentum capable of shaking heaven and earth burst forth!

The Hell Sect Leader’s heart trembled, secretly shocked.

While he was momentarily distracted, Zhang Beixing had already struck.

"Divine Thunder of Celestial Punishment!"

A shout echoed, golden light burst forth from the palm.

The next moment, thunder roared intensely in the sky.

A massive thunderbolt descended.

Aimed directly at the Hell Sect Leader!

"Oh no!"

The Hell Sect Leader was horrified, hastily channeling spiritual power to defend.

But how could he withstand this divine thunder?

With a massive explosion, he didn’t even manage to scream.

He was struck into charcoal!

"What?"

The other evil sect leaders all widened their eyes.

This Zhang Beixing, wasn’t he too strong?

To kill the Hell Sect Leader with a mere move?

And with such ease?

If it were them instead, they feared there wouldn’t even be ashes left!

For a moment, everyone turned pale, no one dared to act rashly.

Zhang Beixing merely sneered repeatedly, paying them no heed.

"What? Afraid already?"

"I thought you were something formidable, turns out you’re just this!"

He stood with hands behind his back, resplendent in golden light.

Overlooking the world, invincible.

"Very well, since you’re here, I’ll fulfill your desires!"

"You vermin, obediently meet your doom!"

Before the words had fully settled, Zhang Beixing suddenly made a move.

Pushing both palms forward, the wind whistled fiercely.

Intending to annihilate everyone present in one swoop!

"Stop!"

At this critical moment, a sudden shout resonated from the void.

Shortly after, an elderly voice spoke.

"Zhang Beixing, hold on!"

"I am the Kunlun Ancestor, we’ve had a master-disciple relationship, what need for such measures?"

"These Ten Great Evil Sects, albeit eccentric in actions, are valiant figures."

"We are all practitioners of the Dao, why not sit down for a good discussion?"

"Is it necessary for a mutual destruction outcome?"

These words, like a basin of cold water, poured over Zhang Beixing’s head.

He suddenly drew back his hands, looking up.

From the void, unexpectedly appeared a person.

It was none other than his master, the Kunlun Ancestor!

"Master, why... why have you come?"

Zhang Beixing was completely taken aback, somewhat at a loss.

"Naturally, it is for you, my disciple, that I traveled thousands of miles."

The Kunlun Ancestor sighed, speaking earnestly.

"Beixing, I know your talents are exceptional, your cultivation profound."

"But there are always higher mountains, stronger people."

"Even with your overwhelming abilities, you must learn to stop at the right time."

"If you provoke those hidden ancient monsters, it will be you who suffers."

"Master’s teachings, disciple will remember in heart."

Zhang Beixing respectfully clasped his hands, yet there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

He knew that his master spoke the truth.

But with his proud nature, how could he so easily surrender?

As the Chosen One, should he still be threatened by these lesser beings?

Thinking of this, his eyes gleamed, as if comprehending something.