In half an instant, Chu Qing had recovered completely.
Smack!
The woman casually tossed him away.
Chu Qing landed.
The woman sneered. Her long hair stretched out, winding around her legs and transforming into clothing.
"Chu Qing, let's keep fighting!"
Chu Qing's expression darkened.
This woman, empowered by the Great Terror, was simply too terrifying.
He could not even defeat her when she stood still.
Now that she was letting loose, could he beat her?
Did he have to use the Hand of God?
But... would Heaven really not notice this place?
Could this woman truly stop Heaven?
As he pondered, he said in a deep voice:
"As a Great Terror, you're going back on your word!"
"You lost!"
"There's no need to fight me anymore!"
The woman blinked and nodded. "The Great Terror is the Great Terror. I am me!"
Chu Qing raised a brow and said coldly, "What does that mean?"
The woman chuckled.
"It actually doesn't matter that you walk the Ancient Mythological Path."
"The Four Directions have plenty of ways to deal with you!"
"But you insisted on walking the most difficult kind of Ancient Mythological Path."
"You suppressed every faction, acting extremely arrogantly!"
"The Four Directions couldn't stand it and wanted to kill you!"
"But you were too strong."
"The several Great Terrors arranged by the Four Directions not only failed to harm you—they made you even stronger instead."
Chu Qing laughed. "The Great Terror is nature's gift to me!"
The woman chuckled. "You really are arrogant!"
"After you survive the seventh Great Terror, the Four Directions won't be able to find anything within the Ancient Mythological Path's authority that can kill you."
"In the end, the Four Directions invited me and the others to become Great Terrors and deal with you!"
Chu Qing's pupils