Western Pole God and Demon doubted this world.
The other three Gods and Devils also doubted this world.
Because:
Chu Qing's blade was too fast, too vicious.
Although shattering one divine weapon could only sever Western Pole's head once,
that was already terrifying enough.
Because before Chu Qing, no mythical-level martial artist had ever been able to cut off an Innate God and Demon's head.
Even aberrants without strange treasures could not cut off their heads.
They were Innate Gods and Devils.
Whether it was their regenerative power or simply their toughness, both surpassed ordinary imagination.
Yet Chu Qing broke convention.
He shattered everything they knew.
Terrifying!
Even more terrifying was this:
They all discovered that their recovery speed had weakened by at least half.
An injury that once healed in a single instant now required two.
And the reason Western Pole's head had been severed was precisely because of that extra instant of recovery time.
One second...
Ten seconds...
Thirty seconds...
The four Innate Gods and Devils unleashed all manner of methods, attacking Chu Qing madly.
Yet:
None of those methods could land on him at all.
And almost every second, Western Pole God and Demon had his head cut off once.
Western Pole fumed until he let out muffled growls.
Crack!
When Chu Qing once again ran across Western Pole's body and used his divine blade to cleave off his head, Northern Pole God and Demon suddenly had a flash of inspiration:
"Shrink our bodies!"
"Become the size of normal people!"
Western Pole God and Demon's heart stirred. In an instant, he shrank down to the size of an ordinary person.
Crack!
His head regrew, and he threw back his head in laughter.
"Chu Qing, let's see how you run across my body now, how you cut off