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

This was a disc-shaped blue scale, larger than Zhou Heng's palm.


Although it was unclear how long it had been discarded here, the scale still emitted a terrifying aura and remained intact, radiating a divine glow.


Zhou Heng stimulated the Black Sword and walked toward the scale to resist its terrifying aura.


This was definitely of the Creation Emperor level! Even stronger, in fact; it truly breached that threshold, giving Zhou Heng the feeling that it surpassed the eight Creation Emperors of the Old Blood River Ancestor, capable of suppressing the Eternal era.


Luckily, the Black Sword was even more exceptional, blocking the terrifying pressure of the aura for Zhou Heng, allowing him to approach the scale. Otherwise, even a Creation King would have shattered instantly!


He reached out to pick up the scale, only to feel an immense weight in his hand, almost dropping it!


Chapter 639: Blood of the True Dragon (1/3)