Flying Alone

Xuanqian Continent, where sects stood in great numbers and experts abounded.
The youth, Zhou Heng, with a mysterious black Broken Sword in his Dantian, emerged from Origin Stone Town and fought his way to claim a piece of the world in this grand era.
To the exceedingly wicked, kill!
To those who bullied my friends and family, kill!
To those who obstructed my path to enlightenment, kill!
On the path to the heavens, I tread with songs, with a sword in hand, I alone am honored under the heavens!

Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword

"Donkey, let's dash!" Zhou Heng activated his Swift Cloud Radiant Step to the extreme and rushed to the Black Donkey's side, grabbing one of the donkey's legs and fleeing.


When the Swift Cloud Radiant Step was pushed to its limits, even Zhou Heng's accumulated spiritual power could only last for five minutes. Just how terrifying was the speed during this short time?


Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—Divine Infant Realm experts chased frantically, but the gap between them and Zhou Heng only widened. In those five minutes, who could match Zhou Heng's speed?


Two minutes later, Zhou Heng, carrying the Black Donkey, had vanished from the many elders' sight, infuriating them to the point of furious roars. Some, particularly hot-tempered, even directed their anger at the Evil Wolf Heavenly Monarch. Had this old fool not been duped by Zhou Heng and inadvertently provided him cover, would that kid have obtained the Corpse Spirit Flower so easily?


Chapter 372 Nonsense (1/3)