William Carter reached out, and countless blood-red specks of light gathered from all directions, like swarms of fireflies. First, they formed a mass of flame, then a beam of golden light shot straight into the sky, dispersing the thick clouds, piercing the dark heavens with a bright spot of light. The clouds melted away like snow in boiling water. Then, the blue sky appeared, and the red sun rose.

The flame in William Carter's hand condensed into a slender longsword. It felt weightless in his grip. With a gentle swing, the once-clear universe was instantly stirred, winds rising and clouds surging.

William Carter planted the longsword in the ground and laughed loudly: “Ying Zheng, with the might accumulated over six generations, gathered the fortune of heaven and earth and condensed the radiance of the four seas into the Imperial Dragon Diagram of China, which ultimately perished at the hands of the Manchu Qing. The vast dragon energy overflowed, spreading across the four seas, causing time and space to shatter and the long river to flow backward.

Thus, heroes and outlaws emerged in droves, seeking to collect the shattered imperial dragon energy, using the blood of warriors and the heads of kings as catalysts, to reforge the Imperial Dragon Diagram.

If not for me, who knows how many would claim dominance, how many would call themselves king? I wield my three-foot sword, saving the people from disaster, resolving the world’s perils, and so I deserve this glory!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of white light shot up from the north, piercing the sky. Then a red light slowly rose from the south, almost connecting with the red sun. In the west, black mist spread, shrouding the land, while in the east, green energy surged and beasts roared...

The joy on William Carter’s face gradually faded.

He said calmly, “It truly is an era of unbridled strife.”