The voice dropped, resounding with absolute certainty.
Everyone present couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.
Because they knew that the young man before them had become powerful to a despairing extent.
If even the Immortal Emperor was no match, then who else could contend with him?
"Zhang Beixing, you... you are mad!"
The old man in the golden robe trembled as he spoke, unable to utter another word.
"Can it be that you truly wish to become the sole ruler of this vast world?"
"To become an unparalleled sovereign above all beings?"
"Exactly! I was born rebellious, destined to overlook the world and stand proudly over all heroes!"
Zhang Beixing raised his head and let out a long howl, brimming with vitality.
"Along this journey, I have endured all manner of humiliation and hardship."
"Now, I finally possess the capital to stand at the peak."
"How could I let anyone or anything hinder my steps anymore?"
