Boom!
A blood-red fissure, stretching ten thousand miles, suddenly split open across the sky above Yu Prefecture. It was like an angry eye opening in the heavens, gazing down at the mortal world.
Bloodlight poured down like a sea, dyeing the whole land of Yu Prefecture crimson.
Xia Hanzhou sat cross-legged in the bloodlight, slowly opening the Soul of Fate Chapter in his hands.
"At last, it's my turn to be the main character."
Xia Hanzhou spoke in a low voice, looking down at every corner of the mortal world.
The pressure of a Ninth Order being continuously radiated from him.
Above the distant sea.
Jiang Yuan, Zhang Xing, Yu Cheng, and the others watched the scene.
"It's about to begin."
Jiang Yuan spoke:
"Xia Hanzhou's ascension to the Ninth Order is the bait Li Zhiyi set to draw out Lord Chen."
Zhang Xing narrowed his eyes:
"Li Zhiyi has the Lord Xia Sword now. For all of us to kill him would be harder than climbing to the heavens."
Zhang Xing felt somewhat pessimistic.
Even though he was one of the three human forms of Wei Zhao Xu Ji, able to merge with Wu Yuan and Chen Liu at any time and become Wei Zhao Xu Ji.
Wei Zhao Xu Ji, one of the Five Ancient God Beasts.
That should have made them powerful enough, right?
But looking at things now, that wasn't the case at all.
Li Zhiyi had the Lord Xia Sword, and Zhang Huizhi had the Ninth Order Simulation Core.
Wei Zhao Xu Ji really couldn't measure up to either of them.
Since when had the mightiest Ancient God Beast become so weak?
"Don't panic, Brother Zhang."
Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Xing:
"Didn't I tell you who the true trump card of our Yan faction