At this moment, he realized with startling clarity.
He was standing at the peak that transcended all else.
Even the gods could not sway his will.
"Set out! Go meet the uninvited guest!"
The Dark Monarch shouted boldly, causing heaven and earth to change color.
Behind him, the Iron Cavalry surged like a tide, war drums thundered.
Thousands of soldiers, mighty and majestic.
Riding westward, galloping all the way.
Sworn to slaughter everything, sweeping all clean.
Blood rain and foul wind, let's see how the Dark Emperor turns the tide.
Incomparable in all the world, only I claim supremacy!
And so, Zhang Beixing led the Dark Legion forward triumphantly.
Where they passed, not a blade of grass survived.
Three days later, everyone finally arrived at the edge of the Western Continent.
Looking out, it was a scene of splendor and glory.
Countless dome-topped palaces radiated sacred brilliance.
Devout followers, pilgrim lines, unending and ceaseless.
