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

"We're almost there," they said, yet it was nearly a day later that Zhou Heng was the first to reach the bottom of the cave, his feet firmly on the ground.


This was a huge space, and where he stood was at one end, blocked by a large expanse of mountain wall. To draw an analogy, the entire space was like a pit dug out from the ground, and he was now at one end of the pit.


The sky here must have a ceiling, but from time to time, the sky was streaked with multi-colored lights, like lightning, blocking all sensory abilities. Standing here, one had no idea how high the sky was!


"Hurry and put me down, Missy!" Bing Xiulan kept slapping Zhou Heng's shoulder.


Zhou Heng casually put her down and looked around, filled with curiosity about this place.


A large group of people also followed suit, including Zhou Tong and Black Donkey. They all came to Zhou Heng's side, gazing at this strange underground world just like him.


"What place is this?" murmured Black Donkey.


Chapter 665: Iron Head Technique (3/3)