The land was scarred and upheaved.
Two corpses, radiating a powerful aura, lay haphazardly on the ground.
At this moment, everyone's gaze uncontrollably converged upon the figure in the black robe embroidered with silver patterns.
Powerful! Cold! Ruthless!
Even among others of the Taiyi Order, even among the Human race, he played with lives and dispatched foes with such ease!
In the hearts of all, a deep reverence for this silhouette arose.
Then,
A few top Human race survivors, eager from their narrow escape, quickly came before Qin Zheng and said, "Qin… Immortal Lord."
Qin Zheng's expression remained indifferent, without a response, as he directed his gaze toward a point in the void and flicked his finger lightly.
Boom! Boom!
Two streams of air were compressed to the extreme before rushing into the void like streaks of light.
A moment later, the figures of a dragon and a phoenix fell from the void, their heads already vanished without a trace.
Rumbling!
