Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

He gritted his teeth, his gaze filled with shock.

Zhang Beixing, however, sneered continuously, standing with hands behind his back.

Between heaven and earth, golden light radiated in all directions.

"My origins, how could a mere ant like you fathom?"

"I am the Chosen One, destined to ascend the pinnacle of this world!"

"A mere Gate of Hell, worthy to contend with me?"

"Truly laughable to the extreme."

Zhang Beixing’s gaze was domineering, showcasing a kingly demeanor.

"So be it, considering your injuries are not yet healed."

"Today, I shall spare your life, giving you a chance to mend your ways."

"But remember, if you dare to oppose me again..."

"I will ensure your soul is scattered, never to be reborn! "

As his words fell, Zhang Beixing turned around with hands behind his back.

He strode away, never looking back.

[Indeed, the grandeur is unparalleled! This is what a true cultivator should be like.]

The Persuasion System admired his departing silhouette, praising ceaselessly.

[Though the Gate of Hell is defeated now, the covetous intentions of other sects in the Cultivation Realm will surely intensify.]

[Next, if you wish to reign supreme, you must continue your secluded cultivation.]

[With your current achievements, should you comprehend the Heavenly Dao’s Ultimate Truth, you will surely achieve great deeds!]

The System’s words moved Zhang Beixing’s heart.

Indeed, even with enemies, humility remains the true essence.

The current achievements are already impressive; more importantly is a calm heart to comprehend.

After all, there are always higher mountains and stronger individuals.

Zhang Beixing thanked the Persuasion System again: "You speak well, the road is long and arduous."

"This journey to the Gate of Hell has broadened my horizons."

"Now, it is essential to calm the heart and cultivate in seclusion to ascend further."

After speaking, Zhang Beixing returned to the Kunlun Immortal Palace to cultivate.

The period of seclusion lasted for a full six months.

When he reappeared, his radiant face was devoid of any worldly aura.

"Zhang Beixing, welcome back!" Upon seeing him, Richard first froze, then greeted him joyfully.

"The elder has been longing for you! After six months, your demeanor is utterly transformed!"

Beside him, Alina nearly cried out with excitement: "Master, your absence caused me such worry..."

Zhang Beixing merely responded with a calm smile, saying little more.

After these months in seclusion, he had thoroughly grasped the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

At this moment, his eyes radiated wisdom and steadiness, formidable yet without revealing sharpness.

It seemed his mindset had elevated to an entirely new realm.

"With this return from the mountain, I shall observe the current state of the world."

Zhang Beixing stood with hands behind his back, speaking proudly.

"If anyone dares to provoke me, he shall meet a death with no burial! "

After speaking, he swept his sleeves, and the crowd proceeded down Kunlun Mountain grandly.

Who could have predicted that upon descending, great events repeatedly occurred?

The Demon Race rampaged in the mortal realm, demon beasts wreaked havoc, and sects in the Cultivation Realm engaged in scheming.

Overall, it was a time of volatile unrest.

[This world, after all, is too chaotic.]

The Persuasion System could not resist sighing.

[Even with divine might, truly commanding the world is not easy.]

[It seems the path ahead shall be filled with many hardships.]

Listening to these words, Zhang Beixing snorted coldly.

"Mere worldly affairs dare disturb me?"

"What utter nonsense."

He stood with hands behind his back, his silhouette towering like a pine.

Between heaven and earth, a kingly aura naturally emerged.

"Whoever blocks me, be cut down!"

"Whoever opposes me, be destroyed!"

"I, Zhang Beixing, am born to roam freely, how can I be burdened by mundane matters?"

After speaking, he swept his sleeves once more.

Suddenly, the heavens changed colors.

A terrifying pressure surged forth.

Within a hundred-mile radius, all living beings trembled and prostrated on the ground.

In that instant, Zhang Beixing’s figure appeared like a celestial god descended to earth.

He gazed upon all lives with an aloofness.

"Ma-master..."

Richard and Alina were also subdued by this aura, hurrying to bow on the ground.

In their wildest dreams, they hadn’t anticipated that mere six months of seclusion could drastically enhance the master’s cultivation.

With such strength, there likely wouldn’t be an equal throughout the world, would there?

[Remarkable! With such breadth and bearing, you truly live up to the name of the Chosen One!]

The Persuasion System was also overjoyed.

[Yet do not act high and mighty, for the current situation is treacherous, and formidable enemies lurk.]

[It is best to quickly seek potential allies and repair those relationships.]

[If you can win over several factions, it will undoubtedly benefit your future actions greatly.]

The System’s words were not without reason.

Zhang Beixing heard this and couldn’t help but feel a stir in his heart.

Indeed, even with unparalleled cultivation, to truly command the world, relying solely on one’s own strength is far from enough.

Alliance and rallying people’s hearts are the ways to build an everlasting foundation.

"Makes sense! It seems that along this journey, more talents must be recruited."

Zhang Beixing nodded in agreement, his eyes shining with a bright light.

He knew that the road ahead would inevitably be filled with thorns.

Only by gathering the heroes can he stand undefeated!

At once, he instructed Richard and Alina to start making preparations.

An imposing Heroes Assembly was about to begin.

...

The news, like a spring breeze, quickly spread throughout the Cultivation Realm.

"Have you heard? That Zhang Beixing is going to hold a Heroes Assembly in Celestial Wasteland City!"

"Oh my God! Could it be that the grand scene of vying across the realms and heroes contending is about to be recreated?"

"It’s said that anyone with real skills can participate in a battle."

"Those who excel may earn Zhang Beixing’s appreciation and even be recruited under his command!"

Countless discussions rapidly spread across the continent.

Every single Aristocratic Sect was overjoyed.

You know, he is the Chosen One after all!

If recruited, the future holds limitless potential!

For a while, outside Celestial Wasteland City, the traffic was heavy, bustling with people.

Countless cultivators, even sect elders, were flocking here.

It seemed the entire Cultivation Realm had been swept into this storm.

"Look, just look! This is the grand occasion where all the powerful figures of the world converge!"

Exclamations of awe erupted from the crowd from time to time.

Everyone was whispering and discussing excitedly.

They were eagerly anticipating the upcoming martial arts competition.

At that moment, a golden figure slowly descended before them.

He wore a white robe, his demeanor extraordinary.

Golden light surrounded him, his Angel’s Wing spread wide.

The air of a king who looked down upon the world made everyone present involuntarily feel a sense of awe.

"Fellow cultivators, welcome to Celestial Wasteland City."

The newcomer smiled faintly and said.

Though his voice was light, it resonated like thunder across the land.

"I am Zhang Beixing, a disciple of Kunlun Immortal Palace."

"Today, I am hosting this Heroes Assembly to recruit the heroic talents of the world and achieve great deeds together!"

"If any of you have real skills, feel free to enter and battle."

"But if you lack the courage..."

Zhang Beixing paused.

His gaze sharpened, radiating an aura that was soul-stirring.

"Then scram early, do not make a fool of yourself here!"

As his words fell, a dead silence ensued.

Countless eyes focused on Zhang Beixing.

Their eyes were filled with shock and awe.

Is this the aura of the contemporary prodigy, the one hailed as the Chosen One?

Truly extraordinary in demeanor!

For a moment, no one dared to take up the challenge.

Seeing this, Zhang Beixing’s lips curled slightly in disdain.

"What? Have all you fellow cultivators chickened out already?"

"I thought you were remarkable figures, but it turns out you are just so-so."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering.

He exuded an aura of authority without anger, fully displaying a king’s style.

"Well then, since you all lack the courage..."

"This Heroes Assembly is meaningless."

Having said that, he turned and left.

He did not spare another glance at the crowd.

"Hold on!"

Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd.

A figure emerged, walking through the air.

He wore a green robe, looking heroic.

A murderous aura surrounded him, his fighting spirit overwhelming.

"Zhang Beixing, aren’t you being too arrogant?"

The newcomer sneered, his tone unfriendly.

"A mere junior, dare to be arrogant in front of my Cyan Cloud Sect?"

"I want to see what you are capable of!"

Before the words finished, he suddenly struck.

The palm strike was fierce, like thunder piercing the ears.

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