Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Zhang Beixing stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the generals, his eyes filled with confidence in victory. Richard and Alina exchanged a glance, their eyes brimming with excitement. The Master truly was a prodigious talent, with means beyond comprehension! With such a wise ruler, what else could be impossible?

”All soldiers, heed my command: gather your men and set out with me, traveling day and night to storm the Northern Holy See Headquarters!” Zhang Beixing’s voice was as thunderous as it was loud, shaking every soul. ”I will make those hypocrites understand what true justice looks like!” His words were powerful and resolute, as if the next moment, he would overcome all obstacles.

The generals responded in unison, their respect evident. To follow such an unparalleled hero, what regrets could there be in this life? For a moment, the camp was filled with a murderous aura, united as one. Everyone was sharpening their swords, preparing for the imminent holy war.

”Master, is the Soul Purifying Staff truly that terrifying?” The Blood Shadow Clone couldn’t help but ask, his voice betraying unease. As an assassin who had personally experienced supernatural powers, this anxiety was not without reason.

But Zhang Beixing merely let out a cold laugh, completely indifferent. He stood with his hands behind his back, composed and confident. ”A mere magic artifact dares to block my path?” ”Don’t forget, I possess the ’Blade of the Sun’!” ”With this sword in hand, how could I not deal with that old fool Michael?”

With that, Zhang Beixing raised a hand and pointed. A flash of golden light passed by, and a crystalline sword hovered in mid-air. The sword emanated a dazzling light, as if a blazing sun was burning within.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, eyes filled with awe. Were it anyone else, they wouldn’t dare to even touch it. But the Master, he could wield it with ease, effortlessly. Such demeanor was truly extraordinary!

”I shall see what divine skills this Soul Purifying Staff holds!” Zhang Beixing shouted decisively, his sword swinging fiercely toward the sky. In a flash, a golden dragon roared, surging toward the heavens. Wherever it passed, the mountains and rivers changed color, and the wild winds howled.

At the Church Headquarters, a violent tremor shocked everyone out of their reverie.

”What... what kind of terrifying aura is this?!” Michael’s expression changed drastically, retreating repeatedly. In all his years, he had never encountered such a dreadful pressure.

”Could it be... that demon has finally come?!” Countless Holy Knights looked at each other, unable to suppress their inner fear. Could the heretic from the rumors truly possess such earth-shattering power? Otherwise, how could there be such extraordinary momentum?

However, what scared them even more was still to come. Amidst everyone’s confusion, a young figure abruptly appeared outside the Holy See’s gates. Surrounded by a menacing aura, holding a shimmering gold sword.

It was none other than Zhang Beixing, marching north with his army!

”Michael, meet your end!” The young emperor spoke coldly, his tone calm but exuding an aura of dominion over the world, as if victory was already assured.

”What an arrogant brat, daring to violate our Holy See’s taboo alone?!” The Archbishop’s face changed color abruptly, unable to maintain composure. ”Someone, kill this treasonous madman for me!”

Before the words had fully left his mouth, countless Holy Knights rushed out. The gleam of weapons illuminated the entire Holy See, as bright as daylight.

”Ha, a motley crew thinks they can block my way?” Zhang Beixing laughed mockingly, completely dismissing them.

In the next moment, he struck suddenly. His five fingers forming a claw, he fiercely grabbed at those Holy Knights.

Snap!

Dozens of figures were torn apart instantly, reduced to a pool of blood, devoid of any life.

The knights, usually so prideful, now proved as fragile as paper. In the face of absolute power, they stood no chance to even retaliate.

”How... how is this possible?!” Michael looked ashen, trembling all over. How could the elite of the Holy See be so vulnerable? Who exactly was this young man?!

Zhang Beixing, however, remained calm, his presence exuding an aura of intimidation. He looked around with disdain, letting out a cold snort.

”Is this all you’ve got? I thought you were some formidable opponent.” ”Very well, today I shall show you the consequence of challenging me!”

With that, he suddenly took action. The sword in his hand pointed directly at Michael’s face.

”Die!”

In a swish, the Blade of the Sun pierced the elder’s chest. Blood splattered as the Archbishop let out a piercing scream.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze. Everyone was rendered speechless by this incredible scene, unable to utter a word.

For they knew what it all meant. The once formidable elder had finally met his end.

And the young monarch grew stronger with each battle, unstoppable!

”Zhang... Zhang Beixing, don’t be complacent!” In his last moments, Michael’s eyes still flickered with resentment and unwillingness.

”My Holy See will not spare you!”

”Is that so? Then let them all come!” Zhang Beixing sneered, unconcerned. ”After all, this world is already within my grasp.” ”Who else dares to challenge me?”

As he said this, he suddenly let out a long howl. The glow in his palm shone brightly, piercing the sky. The surrounding air exploded under this immense power.

”I, Zhang Beixing, will let the world know!” ”I am the true ruler of this era!”

The entire Great Six shook at that moment. Countless gazes focused on the Northern Lands, a sense of unprecedented awe rising in their hearts.