The five-hundred-zhang giant stretched across the world, seeming almost to stand with his head against the heavens and his feet upon the earth.
Beside him, the woman looked as tiny as an ant.
Yet despite that vast difference in size, Luo Chen was the one who stepped back.
A person's name cast a shadow as a tree did. No wonder Luo Chen showed fear.
True, earlier that day Luo Chen had briefly fought three Great Demon Emperors at once, but in the end he had defeated them one by one. His friend Nine Spirits Yuan Jun had even taken the Ox Demon off his hands.
Qing Shuang was different. Years ago, she had defeated three Human Race Great Cultivators with her own hands.
Even now, Divine Origin True Person would flee at the mere sight of her, heedless of everything else.
Luo Chen's gaze swept across the empty sky, past the Ox Demon fleeing thousands of li away and Nine Spirits Yuan Jun struggling to her feet and staggering backward, before settling once more on Qing Shuang.
Did she descend today for that flower, or for me?
Luo Chen did not know. He could only wait in silence.
Qing Shuang studied him quietly, a rare trace of appreciation appearing in her eyes.
"You've grown stronger again."
Luo Chen froze. Praise from the Number One Under Spirit Transformation?
Then again, it made sense!
When he had first met Qing Shuang, he had been only an Early Stage Golden Core cultivator, someone she could have crushed with a flick of her hand.
When he met her again in the Tyrant Blade Domain, Luo Chen had joined forces with the others and, relying on the Yuan Tu Sword's sharpness, had even wounded Qing Shuang while she was saving the Thunder Roc.
And this