The Arctic snowfield.
The vast world was pure white, bitter winds sweeping huge snowflakes across the wilderness.
Howling winds tore across the barren frozen earth, leaving a thousand miles deserted and utterly silent.
Broken Star walked alone across the boundless snowfield, his bare upper body exposed to the bone-piercing polar winds.
The extreme cold of minus seventy degrees was enough to destroy an ordinary person's body, yet he felt nothing against his skin.
His extraordinary physique, synchronized one hundred percent with reality, had long since surpassed the limits of mortal flesh. Mere polar cold could not affect him in the slightest.
From the moment he stepped out of the monitoring station, his gaze had remained fixed on the rift in the sky.
Thick black fog churned endlessly within the rift, waiting for the moment to pour down and invade the world.
The wind roared, and snow filled the sky.
Broken Star stood in the middle of the snowfield, wind and snow swirling around him as a killing chill filled heaven and earth.
He did not know what challenges he would face next.
But he felt not the slightest fear, and his combat will burned fiercely at that moment.
He dropped to one knee, interlaced his fingers, and held his hands before his forehead. Then he generated a ball of flame with his Gang Qi. "Emperor Zhao God's Grace, grant me invincibility."
With that, he slowly rose. His battle intent trait activated first, sending his physical attributes soaring.
The next moment, Broken Star slowly curled the fingers of his hands at his sides, then abruptly clenched them into fists.
Boom!
His bones tightened with sharp cracks.
Brilliant, scorching Crimson Gang Qi erupted from his body like a wildfire, a violent blast of air exploding outward with him at its center.
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