Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

"Not good, there are assassins! Protect the master!"

"You scoundrels, how dare you come to assassinate the master, courting death!"

"Bold assassin, surrender now!"

In an instant, cries of alarm and sounds of battle rose and fell.

The whole mansion was in chaos in a flash.

Zhang Beixing suddenly opened his eyes, a murderous aura overflowing from his gaze.

"Ha, just in time!"

"I want to see which blind fool dares to challenge my authority!"

With that said, he strode out of the room.

Outside the residence, a chaotic battle was already underway.

Zhang Beixing’s subordinates were fiercely fighting a group of black-clothed men.

Both sides were exchanging blows, tension high.

For a moment, the shouts of battle shook the heavens, blood flowed like rivers.

Zhang Beixing’s gaze swept across the battlefield, sharp like lightning.

Soon, he locked onto the leader of the black-clothed men.

This person was tall, his attacks vicious, obviously possessing extraordinary cultivation.

And on his chest, there was clearly a cross insignia.

"People from the Holy See?"

Zhang Beixing squinted his eyes.

"Ha, it really is you old fools, not knowing life from death!"

"Fine, today I’ll show you the consequences of offending me!"

With that, a powerful aura erupted from within Zhang Beixing.

An unprecedentedly strong force field swept across the battlefield instantly!

Everyone felt a sense of suffocation, their movements instantly stalled.

"What... what is this power?"

"Such terrifying momentum, it’s like a god’s descent!"

"What kind of monster is this Zhang Beixing?"

The black-clothed men looked at each other, their faces full of shock.

Even the leader couldn’t help but change his expression.

"It’s you?!"

He widened his eyes, looking at Zhang Beixing in disbelief.

"Zhang Beixing! How do you have such cultivation?"

"Could it be... could the rumors be true?"

"Did you really obtain the Angel’s Wing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing’s lips curled into a cold smile.

"That’s right, my current strength is no longer the same as before."

"The Holy See thinks they can take me down with just these people?"

"So naive!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Beixing suddenly made his move.

A fierce gust of wind roared instantly.

The leading black-clothed man didn’t even have time to react.

He was struck directly on the chest with a palm!

With a loud bang!

The black-clothed man flew out like a kite with a cut string.

He crashed heavily into the wall, creating a big crater.

Blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

Obviously, his internal organs were shattered by this palm strike.

"Head... leader!"

The other black-clothed men were stunned.

"This... how is this possible...."

"A single palm, just a single palm... "

"Isn’t this Zhang Beixing too powerful?"

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at Zhang Beixing in disbelief.

But Zhang Beixing remained calm and composed.

"How is it? Have you experienced my might?"

"Is there anyone else who is unconvinced?"

The black-clothed men who heard this were filled with dread, not daring to act rashly.

"No... we dare not... we admit defeat..."

"Spare us, Lord Zhang Beixing..."

They all knelt down to beg for mercy, their former arrogance completely gone.

Zhang Beixing saw this and sneered coldly.

"Only now you know to beg for mercy? Too late!"

"You assassins, with unknown backgrounds, attempting to murder me,."

"How can you be easily forgiven?"

"Today, your blood will stain the ground as a warning to others!"

With that, Zhang Beixing rose into the air.

He slowly raised his right hand in midair.

His palm showed a gathering of crimson flames!

Those flames emitted scorching heat waves.

As if even the air would be burned dry.

This was undoubtedly the power of the Angel’s Wing!

After merging with the divine artifact, Zhang Beixing was no longer the same.

He could easily gather such terrifying energy at will.

"Die, ants!"

Zhang Beixing shouted and pressed down his palm fiercely.

With a boom!

A crimson pillar of fire suddenly descended.

Where it passed, the space was distorted and deformed by the heat.

The ground shattered instantly.

Countless buildings turned to ashes.

The screams of the black-clothed men were completely drowned out.

In a blink of an eye, the grand courtyard turned into a sea of fire.

The overwhelming flames dyed the night red.

Flesh and blood flew, debris scattered.

No assassin survived.

Yet Zhang Beixing remained calm, slowly landing back on the ground.

"Hmph, mere ants dare to oppose me?"

"Truly foolish beyond measure!"

With that, he sneered contemptuously.

He turned around and strode back to the mansion.

Behind him was a scene of fiery devastation.

Numerous bodies lay scattered in pools of blood.

Not one person was left alive.

And the instigator of all this didn’t even look back.

As if it was nothing more than an ordinary affair.

"[Host, weren’t you too ruthless?]"

The voice of the Persuasion System rang out again.

"[Though these assassins deserve death,]"

"[Wouldn’t wiping them out like this be too brutal?]"

"[I’m worried this might cause even greater trouble.]"

Zhang Beixing heard this and laughed coldly.

"Trouble? I wish they would come looking for trouble!"

"I want to see who in this world can stand against me!"

"Besides, one must cut the weeds and eliminate the roots against enemies, never show mercy!"

"Only making them completely despair can make them truly submit!"

"This is my way of doing things, Zhang Beixing’s style!"

The system sighed helplessly upon hearing this.

"[Ah, why are you so stubborn?]"

"[Are you only satisfied when you force yourself onto a path of no return?]"

"[Forget it, I’m too lazy to talk to you.]"

"[Do as you wish.]"

Zhang Beixing remained indifferent, striding into the mansion.