However, just as Zhang Beixing was immersed in the joy of cultivation, an ominous premonition quietly arose.
[Host, the aura of the Demon Race and the Holy See seems to be getting closer.]
The alert voice of the Persuasion System echoed in his mind.
Zhang Beixing frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced around, his gaze sharp as lightning.
"It seems that to unify the Three Realms, I still need to overcome many obstacles."
The young emperor's lips curled slightly, his tone calm.
He seemed fully confident about the impending challenges.
"Master, I am willing to risk life and limb for you, vowing to follow you to the death!"
Richard clenched his fist, his eyes flashing with fervor.
"The Demon Race and the Holy See, they will not be able to hinder your progress!"
"Beixing, we will surely conquer all enemies and achieve greatness."
Alina smiled brightly, her words full of trust.
She held a nearly blind faith in this man.
