Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

"Brother Zhang is marching south and north, and the lord is merely watching? Are you not afraid he will take over our world?"

"Ha, do you think such a small storm could overthrow my kingdom?"

The Primordial Lord of Heaven stood with hands behind his back, smiling mysteriously.

"Moreover, Zhang Beixing is my disciple, everything still needs my guidance."

"Rest assured, although he is young and impulsive, he will not commit any outrageous acts."

"As for those who covet the world..."

The Celestial Venerable’s eyes suddenly chilled, revealing a hint of killing intent.

"I will ensure they come and never return!"

...

At that moment, a thunderclap resounded from the distant western sky.

Black clouds pressed down on the city, demonic qi filled the heavens.

"Hahaha, Zhang Beixing, you have finally come!"

An old man in a black robe laughed wildly to the sky, the sound ethereal and distant.

It was the supreme of the Demon Race, Hongjun Saint Ancestor!

"Indeed, I have come to see how capable you are!"

Zhang Beixing stood with hands behind his back, exuding immense resolve.

War drums thundered, the sound of battle shook the heavens.

The lands of the Central Plains were about to witness a bloody storm.

On the frontline of both armies, tension escalated.

Zhang Beixing’s expression was calm, standing with hands behind his back.

Hongjun Saint Ancestor emitted murderous intent, eyes blazing.

In an instant, the situation changed drastically, thunder and lightning intertwined.

The awe-inspiring momentum would make ghosts and gods cry.

"Beixing, you have finally come."

Hongjun Saint Ancestor sneered coldly, the tone disdainful.

"Just a junior, dare to be arrogant before me?"

"Today, I shall make sure you come and never return, dying without a burial place!"

"Is it so? Then let’s see if you have the ability."

Zhang Beixing’s lips curled slightly, unfazed.

"I shall see how much face a supreme of the Demon Race will give me."

With that, he suddenly struck.

His palm gleamed brilliantly, an earth-shattering imprint aggressively struck towards Hongjun Saint Ancestor.

Boom!

A world-shattering explosion suddenly erupted.

Two terrifying forces clashed fiercely in the void.

Instantly, the heavens collapsed, the sun and moon lost their light.

Hongjun Saint Ancestor was also shaken by the terrible impact, retreating repeatedly.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his face changed slightly.

"This lad’s cultivation, how could it improve so greatly?"

His heart was shocked, no longer daring to underestimate.

"Hongjun, do you realize your crime?"

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, voice like a bell.

"I said before, anyone who deceives me shall be killed!"

"Now that your Demon Race has committed many evil deeds, how can I stand idly by?"

"Enough, today I shall act for heaven and eradicate you all!"

The words were filled with murderous intent.

"Impudent! Arrogant to the extreme!"

Hongjun Saint Ancestor’s expression changed rapidly, unable to endure.

"Lad, do you think, with some small skills, you can act wantonly before me?"

"Truly ignorant, seeking your own death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly soared into the sky.

In the air, demonic qi spread, blood mist surged.

A black vortex appeared, emanating a terrifying aura.

"Myriad Demons Devouring Hearts Technique! Kill for me!"

Hongjun Saint Ancestor roared decisively, hands thrust out fiercely.

Instantly, countless demonic shadows flew out from the vortex, transforming into pitch-black arrows, whistling forward.

Gusts of wind swept through, blood mist filled the air.

"Such trivial means, dare to show off before me?"

Zhang Beixing sneered disdainfully, hands behind his back.

Letting the arrows come attacking, he remained motionless.

The next moment, he suddenly struck.

Both palms spread abruptly, the engraved prints in the palms shone brightly.

Dazzling golden light burst forth, colliding head-on with the demonic shadows.

Boom!

Another loud explosion, heaven and earth lost their color.

Two forces fiercely confronted in the air, back and forth, inextricably linked.

Gradually, those demonic shadows were devoured by golden light, disappearing without a trace.

Finally, they were completely obliterated, leaving no trace.

[Congratulations to the host, initial victory achieved!]

The voice of the Persuasion System echoed in the mind again.

[In this exchange, you are able to gain the upper hand, truly not easy.]

[It seems, the Myriad Manifestation Technique is indeed unmatched. With merely this divine skill, you can travel the world, surpassing all heroes!]

Listening to the system’s praise, Zhang Beixing shook his head.

"No, it’s still not enough."

"Though this battle is a win, it exposed my cards."

"In future encounters with Hongjun, the odds will not be favorable..."

"I must continue to work hard, quickly achieve Divinity Transformation to stand above all!"

Zhang Beixing murmured, his eyes deep.

As the Chosen One, he knew well the mission he carried.

Only by becoming strong enough to be unmatched can he support the world and sweep away all demons.

"The lord’s words are absolutely right!"

Richard and Alina echoed, full of fighting spirit.

"Although we have won overwhelmingly, the road ahead is long, we need to share the lord’s concerns!"

"Rest assured, with me, Zhang Beixing, what demons and monsters can’t be dealt with?"

Zhang Beixing waved his hand, carefree.

"Hongjun, do you yield?"

He stood with hands behind his back, looking down at the half-kneeling demon race supreme.

Hongjun Saint Ancestor trembled all over, looking at Zhang Beixing, unable to utter a word.

He did not expect that the supreme of the Demon Race would be defeated by a junior.

Moreover, such a humiliating defeat.

"Zhang... Zhang Beixing, you..."

Hongjun gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness and humiliation.

"How could my Demon Race admit defeat like this? Today’s shame will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!"

With that, he endured the severe pain and leapt up.

Instantly transformed into a black shadow, disappearing into the horizon.

"Lord, Hongjun has left, should we pursue?"

Richard and Alina swiftly inquired, eager to attempt.

"No need."

Zhang Beixing chuckled lightly, eyes like a torch.

"A mere demon race is not worth my attention."