Just as Bai Yu Jing was deploying troops and selecting suitable Others, intending to kill Chu Qing with a single strike, Chu Qing continued treading upon mountain gates and crushing organizations.
He continued along the Mythological Path.
At this time:
He had long since left the empires controlled by the Divine Court and set foot in empires controlled by other forces, great and small.
One force after another was suppressed by him.
His combat strength rose bit by bit out of thin air.
Though it was only one ten-thousandth each time, in the end, his combat strength would surely double.
And once he obtained a mythological title, he would receive additional surprises bestowed by the Four Directions.
One day...
Three days...
Ten days...
That night, deep into the night, he left a sect he had just challenged. As he prepared to ride the night toward another sect, he suddenly felt uneasy.
"A top-tier force is targeting me?"
He slowed his pace.
However:
The unease in his heart only grew stronger.
"Looks like someone wants to hunt me down!"
Chu Qing sneered.
"Want to kill me? Let me see how great a price you can pay!"
He continued onward.
The farther he walked, the more unsettled he became.
"If I turn back, I won't run into trouble."
"But I must keep moving forward."
"Because I am to walk the Mythological Path alone!"
"If I turn back whenever I encounter a powerful enemy, can I still walk this Mythological Path?"
"Powerful enemy?"
"As long as you dare show your faces, I'll kill you, and that'll be that."
Four or five hundred li ahead of him lay a wilderness.
Gray mist spread across the wilderness.
Then, warhorses neighed from within the gray mist, banners fluttered, and one pot-bellied giant after another, seven or