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

Cold Frost Young Master was brimming with confidence in himself, and others similarly held high expectations for his strength.


A battle of dragons and tigers is truly interesting!


Unfortunately, Zhou Heng had already taken the critical step! Even when he was at the level of a Sunshine King with Ten Wheels, he could slay One Sword Breaks the Heavens. Now, having breached the barrier of his Realm and becoming a Sunshine King of Eleven Wheels, it was a complete domination!


Stride by stride, Cold Frost Young Master advanced. A copious amount of cold air also emanated from his right shoulder, condensing into an arm made of ice. Now, with a great battle imminent, he didn't have the spare energy to regrow an actual arm.


Wherever he set foot, frost spread densely, capable of encasing everything in ice!


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