Tang Zhen walked around and ended all the traitors.
He had started an era and ended it with his own hands. This could be considered a beginning and an end.
The next thing to do was to return the favor to The Guardian and make him pay for his despicable actions.
Tang Zhen arrived at the frozen polar region while riding on his giant dragon.
Tang Zhen stood on the ferocious dragon's head. He unsheathed the longsword on his waist and swung it down with great force.
The sword light was like a long river, sprinkling on the ice field. At first, it was silent, but in the blink of an eye, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
A huge crack appeared on the boundless icy plain, so deep that it seemed to have no end.
If one listened carefully, they would be able to hear a series of sounds coming from the deep ice field Rift Valley.
It was like a rumbling train that was moving forward, but it was different.
