With this divine skill, who else can contend against it?
Suddenly, his expression slightly changed.
"No, a powerful enemy is approaching!"
Zhang Beixing suddenly raised his head, staring towards the distant horizon.
Black clouds pressed upon the city, demonic Qi filled the sky.
A terrifying aura, was rapidly approaching.
That aura was stronger than Heaven-Devouring, not weaker.
"It's the Demon Race people!"
Alina also sensed that something was wrong and exclaimed.
"Master, should we avoid their sharpness, given their numbers?"
"Avoid?"
Zhang Beixing snorted coldly, his eyes shot out a fierce light.
"In this world, there is no reason for me, Zhang Beixing, to avoid anything."
"The Demon Race is seeking their own doom, how can I not fulfill it?"
Before finishing his words, Zhang Beixing stepped forward.
His garments fluttered, his momentum was like a rainbow.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to be enveloped by his aura.
