Stone Ridge Mountain:
Chu Qing sat cross-legged opposite Madam Shi.
Madam Shi adjusted her condition, accelerating the recovery of her Space God Demon power.
Chu Qing stared blankly at the Profession Slot.
Because:
Right after he killed the Mythology Old Ancestor Luo Feifan, the Profession Slot had begun to jump violently.
Combined with the strange light gifts bestowed by the First Illumination Person and the Heaven-Connecting Path in the past, the Profession Slot now seemed on the verge of exploding from all its jumping.
Yet the Profession Slot seemed to be missing something. It simply could not reveal any new information.
"Should I kill another Realm Ancestor?"
Before long, a message surfaced in his mind:
Praise! Praise! Praise!
By your own strength, you publicly killed a Mythology Old Ancestor!
What you have done shall be engraved in history!
Your actions have won the adoration of all living beings!
The influence you have brought to all living beings is beyond compare!
The Four Directions praise you!
The Eight Directions congratulate you!
The instant this message emerged, the jumping Profession Slot suddenly settled down.
Chu Qing examined the Profession Slot and found a mass of twisted writing appearing upon it. The writing constantly changed.
"It still isn't stable enough!"
"It's still missing something!"
Ever since he obtained the title Terror Ancient God of the Emperor's Seat, the Profession Slot had begun gestating something new.
After so many years and so many experiences, what it was gestating still had not taken shape.
"This time, I killed a hegemon, and the Four Directions and Eight Directions praised me, yet it still didn't allow the Profession Slot to gestate something new."
"Has the Profession Slot exhausted its potential?"
"Or... is it about to gestate something terrifying?"
As he pondered, the Square Inch Gathering trembled.
Chu