Chapter 22 We Walk the Same Path

The iridescent cicada wings slowly expanded across the sky, as if to welcome the fall of a meteor.

The sound of a heartbeat permeated through time and space, forming a unique rhythm of music.

Abruptly, the man with braided hair atop his head stared in shock at the terrifying monster before him.

Moving through the smoke, he treated the barrage of bullets as nothing, easily annihilating the organized Western Allied Forces.

Could he be the legendary peerless master?

Does our nation really possess such unparalleled masters?

Can martial arts skill when cultivated to the extreme truly contend with the bullets of the foreigners?

For a moment, he nearly believed he had found the answer.

The sound of gunfire ceased.

The last foreigner, uttering unintelligible gibberish, slumped to the ground, weeping like a child as he soiled himself.