Gurgle!
Gurgle!
The enormous carriage rolled forward, passing through one empire after another.
Chu Qing had maids and letters personally deliver all sorts of news to those emperors.
As for whether those emperors believed it or not, that was beyond his control.
He merely told them:
Prepare for war!
Prepare for war!
Prepare for war!
More than ten days later, the carriage arrived at the border.
Returning to the border once more, Chu Qing's feelings were vastly different from before.
Back then:
Though his strength had been decent, he had always felt that something was missing.
Even if he could suppress all the martial artists along the border, he still felt no sense of security in his heart.
Now:
He had personally acted, suppressing every expert on the continent, casually killing myths and beheading overlords.
Even standing at the border, he was filled with a sense of security.
The maids, on the other hand, were deeply uneasy.
They had almost never been to this place, nor had they seen the Restricted Zone.
At this moment, they pressed themselves against the windows and looked out:
The Fire Pit was now ten thousand meters wide—ten kilometers.
At the far end of the Fire Pit, darkness churned, while all manner of teeth-gritting curses, resentful condemnations, and hateful maledictions rang out without end.
Large numbers of martial artists entered and exited the Restricted Zone.
Chu Qing noticed:
Those martial artists clustered around one war chariot after another, each carrying a mobile Fire Pit.
The Fire Pits atop many war chariots were several times, even dozens of times, brighter than the Fire Pits on the ground.
Great quantities of evil and Giant Beast corpses were thrown into the Fire Pits on the ground to keep them burning.
Some martial artists gathered around the Fire Pits: