Black Demon Sect:
The Black Demon Sect Master led a group of experts in a frantic search for Chu Qing and Gong Qingtian's flesh, limbs, even every drop of blood.
Looking at basket after basket of severed limbs, vat after vat of Golden Blood, joy at a bountiful harvest appeared on everyone's faces.
Just then, the Black Demon Sect Master, who had been watching the battlefield all along, changed expression drastically. "Not good!"
"They're coming in our direction!"
Everyone: "Hm?"
Everyone looked up and saw two white streaks cutting across the sky, carrying layer upon layer of sonic-boom rings as they came howling toward them.
"It's over!"
"Did we collect too much flesh and blood? Are they angry?"
The next second, everyone saw the white streak behind plummet from the sky, falling diagonally into the Black Demon Sect's main hall.
The shockwave swept out, and the hall was reduced to ashes. All that remained was an enormous crater.
Immediately afterward, the other white streak came tumbling down as well.
The Black Demon Sect Master drew a deep breath and led his people rushing over.
In the crater, a Stone Man lay there with a bewildered expression.
Beside it stood someone else.
That was—Chu Qing.
The instant he saw Chu Qing, the Black Demon Sect Master immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Qing had won.
"Congratulations to Great Lord Qing, undefeated in every battle, your mighty fame shakes the world!"
The others also knelt in worship and shouted, "Congratulations to Great Lord Qing, undefeated in every battle, your mighty fame shakes the world!"
Chu Qing smiled and nodded.
Being worshipped by a crowd felt rather nice.
But the next second, his smile froze.
Because:
He saw basket after basket of severed hands and feet, broken bone stumps, and internal organs.