One second...
Ten seconds...
Thirty seconds...
Chu Qing unleashed the Reflection Method to his heart's content.
He pushed the many mysteries of the Reflection Method to their utmost limit.
Things he had not understood before, things he had been unfamiliar with—all of them suddenly became perfectly integrated and comprehensible.
"It's just like when I fought Gong Qingtian back then!"
"This female overlord is also my whetstone."
"The moment she can no longer help me deduce new transformations will be the day she dies!"
Chu Qing was brimming with confidence.
But as the battle went on, he realized something was wrong.
Because:
The Reflection Method copied by this female overlord was also improving and evolving, just like his.
Even more terrifyingly:
Her strength was growing greater and greater, while her recovery speed was becoming faster and faster.
The eyeball above her head rolled around, and red patterns crawled out of it like spiderwebs, covering her entire body.
At this moment, the female overlord looked like a shattered porcelain doll forcibly pieced back together.
Yet:
She was stronger, fiercer, and more brutal.
Chu Qing blasted her head apart with a Great Hand Seal.
At the same time, his own head was blasted apart as well.
By the time his head recovered, he discovered that the female overlord had long since recovered—and was once again launching a killing strike at his head.
"Have my title traits failed?"
"Or... was this female overlord's recovery speed terrifying to begin with?"
"Or does she possess some kind of evolving constitution? Bloodline?"
"Or am I fighting an Angel Envoy disguised as a human?"
No matter what, this woman's every display proved that she was no ordinary overlord.
Thoughts raced through Chu Qing's mind as he carefully observed the woman.
One second...
Three seconds...
Chu Qing's head ached.