The grasslands have always been in turmoil, in the past and in the future. It has never stopped.
Xiong Teng: “My father, Xiong Lin, is at the God of War Realm. Go ahead and try to kill me, Xiong Er!”
“Try it and die!” Bald Qiang chuckled, pulling an axe from his waist and swinging it at Xiong Teng.
A moment later, Xiong Teng was covered in wounds. “Wonderful, my father is here!”
“The battle flag flies, all living things weep. With my back to the bones of the dead, I offer a sacrifice to the heavens.” Xiong Lin sneered. “Good son, enter my Banner of Ten Thousand Souls and help me break through to the Divine Bone Realm!”
Bald Qiang: “Just because there's no road beneath our feet doesn't mean there is no way forward. Xiong Er, I'll go on ahead and carve a path to the heavens for you!”
This is my first time writing a book, so I just write randomly, just be happy!