Chapter 1282 - 513: Northern Territory Magical Beast Hunt, Temple Showdown War God Soul_2

The soldiers unanimously responded, their fighting spirit high.

For the Master’s great cause, they would sacrifice anything!

Meanwhile, within the Divine Realm of the Divine Race.

The ancient Ancestral God opened his eyes once again.

"Zhang Beixing... this name, I haven’t heard in a long time in my realm."

A deep and ethereal voice seemed to transcend the bounds of time and space.

"Who would have thought that a mere human could achieve such feats."

"Even the Darknight Race submits to him, and now he seeks the secrets of the Northern Territory..."

"It seems it is time to act."

With a wave of his sleeve, the Ancestral God vanished from the spot.

The next second, he appeared above the Northern Territory.

Looking down, he saw chaos among the demons and blood mist rising.

This place was truly the paradise of magical beasts.

"I hope you can withstand the trial... Zhang Beixing."

The Ancestral God murmured, his gaze unfathomable.

"Otherwise, you’ll simply become dust in history."

With a thunderous roar, a beast as massive as a mountain stepped through the void.

Its huge fangs gleamed menacingly.

"Roar! Human, meet your death!"

The magical beast opened its gaping maw and charged headlong.

A gust of sinister wind arose, black clouds loomed over the city.

Just as its claws were about to reach Zhang Beixing...

A muffled noise resounded, the world changed colors.

The huge body of the magical beast was forcibly thrown away.

It crashed onto a distant cliff, pebbles scattered everywhere.

"What? How is this possible..."

The magical beast widened its eyes in disbelief, trembling all over.

Could a mere human truly injure it?

"I told you, I’m here to hunt you all down."

Zhang Beixing let out a cold smile, standing with hands behind his back.

Exuding a kingly aura that overlooked the world.

"In front of me, you are all just ants."

Bang!

Another blast of a palm wind swept through.

The magical beast couldn’t even let out a wail, being split in half.

Heavenly blood rain fell relentlessly.

"Human... such a powerful human!"

The other magical beasts were terrified at the sight.

All of them prostrated on the ground, shivering uncontrollably.

"It seems the Northern Territory is no longer worthy of my stay."

Zhang Beixing surveyed the surroundings, scorn filling his eyes.

"You lowly creatures, this is all you amount to."

With that, he turned to leave.

Behind him, countless magical beasts knelt in worship.

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The following is the beginning of the interim plot of one hundred thousand words:

In this world where modernity and fantasy intertwine, the surface’s prosperity conceals a crisis brewing in the shadows.

Vampires, Demon Race, the Holy See, all forces eyeing covetously, ready to start a bloody storm.

However, there is a man destined to become the king of this era.

He is Zhang Beixing.

With the Pupil Skill and Angel’s Wing, he is bound to write a legendary story that shakes the earth.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing stands on the bloody battlefield of the Northern Territory.

Under his feet are countless magical beasts kneeling and bowing, who have just witnessed the supreme power of this human.

"Let’s go, to the next place."

Zhang Beixing smirked coldly, his silhouette unwavering.

The black robe flutters, murderous intent is chilling.

Alina and Richard follow closely, with admiration written across their faces.

They are immensely grateful to follow such an unrivaled hero.

"Master, where are we headed?"

Richard asked cautiously.

"To find the secret hidden deep within the Northern Territory."

Zhang Beixing’s tone was calm, but his eyes grew firmer.

"It is rumored that the treasures of the Ancient Divine Race are buried there."

"If obtained, we shall be invincible!"

With these words, Alina and Richard were immediately excited.

The Master indeed has the world in mind and high aspirations!

They swore to help their Lord accomplish this grand objective.

The group proceeded vigorously towards the depths of the Northern Territory.

Along the way, any magical beasts blocking the path were cut down by Zhang Beixing.

Blood stained his cloak, highlighting his handsome face more sternly.

Eventually, an ancient temple appeared before them.

Under the clear blue sky, the temple emitted a mysterious and powerful aura.

"This is it."

Zhang Beixing looked up, a confident smile on his lips.

[Host, be cautious.]

The Persuasion System’s voice echoed again, with a hint of concern.

[The power fluctuations of this temple are very unusual, it could be extremely dangerous.]

Zhang Beixing nodded but showed no fear.

He leapt off his horse, striding towards the temple.

Behind him were Alina and Richard’s tense yet expectant gazes.

Pushing open the heavy stone doors, an ancient and powerful aura greeted him.

Zhang Beixing’s pupils contracted sharply.

In his vision was a vast and sacred hall.

Inside, a statue donned in Golden Armor stood imposingly.

The statue was grand, resembling a god descending to the mortal world.

"This is... the War God Ares?"

Zhang Beixing murmured, eyes full of shock.

He never expected that here they venerated the long-lost statue of the War God!

[Host, do not underestimate it!]

The system suddenly issued a warning, voice grave.

[In life, Ares was the King of Celestial Gods, able to create the world and look down on all beings.]

[Though he has fallen, a trace of his soul surely remains in the statue.]

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing’s expression became more serious.

He looked up, meeting eyes with the statue.

In an instant, an oppressive force exploded within the hall.

A colossal sound cracked the walls.

Zhang Beixing felt as though his soul was being crushed, quickly harnessing his Pupil Power to withstand the terrible impact.