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

The drop of blood from Huo Tian, though crimson, did not resemble a drop of blood at all, but rather a cluster of life-containing liquid that quivered gently on its own.


Tu Gang took a step forward, but before he even touched the drop of blood, he thudded to his knees, his whole body trembling, his face deathly pale. With a series of cracks from his joints, he lay prostrate on the ground, paying the utmost homage.


This phenomenon had often occurred around Huo Tian, but as the Peerless Heavenly Maiden leaped into the Divine Infant Realm, she was able to control this ability, using it at will. However, now that her blood had left her body, it was beyond her control.


Huo Tian's identity was certainly supreme, and this drop of blood was incredibly revered!


It was not something that Tu Gang, a mere Moonlight Sovereign, could endure!


Zhou Heng sighed and took the bottle, placing the Void Control drop of blood into it.


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