A Journey

Three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

To beings like the Rulers, it meant almost nothing.

But to Slaughter, it was unforgettable!

Because Zhang Qing had beaten Him up for three thousand years.

The kind where he would come looking for a spar every so often—same day every year, same thing every year!

He had yielded!

Truly yielded. After so long, his mouth was no longer stubborn, and his spirit had gone soft.

First, he truly could not beat Zhang Qing.

Second, Zhang Qing controlled His injuries so that He would not be beaten into hibernation.

In short, it had been exceptionally grueling.

"This cannot go on. Fantasy-level Rulers are simply too powerful. Even if we join forces, we are no match for him."

With no other choice, Slaughter gathered everyone together.

Zhang Qing's strength had exceeded all limits. Never before had such a powerful Ruler appeared in the chaos.

If there was still another step beyond the current level of power—

Then without question, Zhang Qing would be walking ahead of them all.

By then, it would no longer be a matter of whether he beat them up or not.

It would be—

Killing them!

Divine Radiance was helpless as well.

Zhang Qing's achievements were indeed astonishing. He had forced his way through the cracks to reach such a level, but it was already too late to say any of that.

He had already succeeded and stood above them all.

"I think it is time for us to consider the world Zhang Qing comes from," Divine Radiance said.

He knew something about Zhang Qing's world.

Zhang Qing was not the sort who would simply proclaim himself ruler after reaching the heights.

He possessed a very strange trait. Once he climbed to a certain height, he