As Western Pole God and Demon Xi Yin knelt, this Divine Court interception had ended in utter failure.
The news swept across the entire continent—faster than the wind, more shocking than thunder.
In less than a single day:
Everyone on this continent knew:
With the blade in his hand and his own strength, Chu Qing had hacked and slashed an Innate God and Demon until it knelt and begged for mercy.
He had frightened another Innate God and Demon into kneeling as well.
Two more Innate Gods and Demons had been directly petrified by a treasure.
This news stirred the reclusive myths, the Others, all Innate Gods and Demons, and countless martial artists.
Those who had not come to the scene could rack their brains and still fail to understand:
How could a wild martial artist rely on his own abilities to make Innate Gods and Demons kneel and beg for mercy, frightening them until their knees went weak?
Even the deductions of experts from top organizations such as the Divine Court, Heavenly Court, and White Jade Capital could not uncover the answer.
"Innate Gods and Demons possess inexhaustible Spirit and Energy. They can recover without limit!"
"Even when facing formidable enemies, they should not have ended up like this!"
"Even if Others besieged them for years, they could still endure it!"
"Why did they kneel and beg for mercy?"
They could not imagine that Chu Qing's Emperor Seat title could suppress the recovery abilities of Innate Gods and Demons.
Even more terrifying was this:
This title was part of his foundation. Outsiders simply could not seize it.
Even if he lost the Beauty's Head, even if Heaven cracked his ultimate killing move.
The Emperor Seat title would remain eternal, impossible to break.
Unless a title and bloodline of even