In Namar, King Braydon Neal, who was wearing a Qilin official robe and holding the Northern King sword, descended upon the Green Ridge Wilderness in the long night.
The arrival of the Northern King shocked the entire martial arts world of Namar!
This thousand-year-old genius would definitely start a massacre now that he had descended upon a foreign country.
What had angered him?
He had actually personally descended upon Namar!
The eight countries outside the borders were allies. On the night that the Northern King descended upon Namar, the seven countries outside the borders reacted.
Everyone understood that in the entire world, the only ones who could stop King Braydon were kings.
In this desolate land, the moon and the wind were high.
It was like a night of murder!
An old man in his twilight years with a skinny body and was already a little hunched came from the south and let out a long sigh.
