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

It was one thing to lose to Zhou Heng, but to lose to a humble donkey as well?


Linghu Xuan was enraged and exerted all his strength in his limbs, trailing closely behind the Black Donkey. He was holding back a surge of unwillingness to accept defeat. How could he accept losing to a humble donkey?


Unfortunately, this kind of stubborn effort could only last for a short while—a half hour was okay, an hour was bearable, but any longer and it inevitably led to exhaustion and decline!


Even though Linghu Xuan was unwilling to admit defeat, how could he match the Black Donkey's insatiable greed for treasures?


The Black Donkey had completely gone into a frenzy—its body exuding a heaven-shattering aura. It was as if nothing could stop it; for treasures, it would even dare to contest the heavenly king. 


Although its posture was unbearably awkward, the humble donkey managed to twist its butt and glide all the way, leaving Linghu Xuan far behind.


485 Chapter Tearing the Face (3/3)