Chu Qing had originally looked down on this Angel Envoy.
When the other party drew out a hundred sword shadows, he looked down on him even more.
Cui Moyang's sword shadows had been endless.
Even Mingyue's Golden Core could illuminate several thousand sword shadows, even allowing each type of sword shadow to unleash a different move.
Who did you think you were looking down on with just a hundred of them?
Too weak!
He extended one finger and poked forward.
Clang clang clang!
Sparks exploded.
The next second, Chu Qing's expression turned solemn.
Because—
These hundred sword shadows were simply too terrifying, too savage.
In the blink of an eye, they were about to destroy his flesh and blood.
In an instant, they were about to grind him out of existence.
"What is this?"
Chu Qing's expression was grave.
How could an Angel Envoy be this strong?
He retreated.
A tiny wound appeared on his finger.
The wound was small, but Chu Qing was deeply shocked.
"Since I fused one thousand and one exotic treasures, no living creature has ever been able to injure me."
"Even a group of specially evolved Angel Envoys surrounding and killing me could not make me bleed."
"You, alone, actually made me bleed. Impressive."
Chu Qing's expression remained solemn.
The Headless Divine Statue had no expression, but inwardly, he was shaken.
How was this possible?
Even though I had been imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years, I had still been cultivating!
Even though I had lost part of Heaven's might, I still retained some of it.
My sword had only injured one of his fingers.
And his wound had even healed instantly?
Why was he even more shocked than I was?
Was there no Heavenly Principle left?
At that moment, the Headless Divine