The high-ranking figures who knew the War Platform's terrifying power looked at Chu Qing with cold smiles.
Chu Qing was dead for sure.
Unless another War Platform rose into the air, no one could save him.
After Chu Qing failed to find that War Platform, he had constantly felt danger sweeping toward him.
The danger came from all directions. His body had sensed it on its own.
This was the first time such a sense of danger had appeared since he completed the Exotic Treasure Realm.
"Looks like a terrifying strike will descend soon!"
"And my Exotic Treasure Realm probably won't be able to withstand it."
"Heavenly Court wants me dead!"
"The other top organizations want me dead too!"
"But I refuse to die!"
Relying on his absolute invincibility and teleportation that ignored everything, Chu Qing neither fled nor sought a way to save himself.
Instead, he began striding deeper into the Heavenly Court army.
Dense masses of powerful experts blocked his path.
But anyone unable to stabilize the foundation of their realm exploded and died on the spot.
They could not even slow Chu Qing by the slightest fraction.
One second...
Chu Qing advanced one hundred thousand meters.
A long dragon of blood mist stretched out behind him.
Vast numbers of Allied Army cannon fodder spread in every direction along the blood-mist dragon.
Ten seconds...
Chu Qing advanced one million meters.
By then, the blood-mist dragon had twisted.
He had already plunged deep into the army; the Allied Army's cannon fodder frantically expanded their gains.
However:
Heavenly Court's army launched a mad counterattack, squeezing their living space.
Countless cannon fodder could only barely maintain an area one million meters long and one million meters wide.
Twenty seconds...
Chu Qing stopped.
At that moment, every hair on his body stood