Zhao Hongxiu and the others tried to find ways to bolster Chu Qing's foundation and ease his burden.
Meanwhile, the overlords of the forbidden zone had headaches.
Because:
They had witnessed how Chu Qing, with merely a few words and a trace of killing intent, had frightened away the Great Terror they had awaited for over a hundred years.
"Wasn't he merely a little more famous?"
"Wasn't his killing intent merely a little denser?"
"Wasn't he merely a little more arrogant and ruthless?"
"How could the Great Terror run away?"
As these overlords discussed the matter, their hearts were filled with doubt.
According to the sole historical record of a Great Terror, the Heaven-Connecting Martial Artist I Am Invincible had fought that Great Terror for three days and three nights before killing it.
Only then had the Heaven-Connecting Martial Ancestor I Am Invincible truly gained a firm foothold.
But what about Chu Qing?
"He isn't even a Martial Ancestor. Without lifting a hand, he sent the Great Terror fleeing in panic."
An overlord said in a low voice, "Twilight, Chu Qing is in the territory under your jurisdiction. Listen to me—go and kill him yourself."
"Otherwise, if he grows for a while longer, he'll become even more terrifying."
"When that time comes, will you be the overlord, or will he?"
The Twilight Overlord frowned. "But if I leave, will Heaven..."
An overlord suddenly said, "No. Heaven won't rashly make a move!"
"I analyzed its behavior over this period and found that its most important task is cleansing its sins."
"Over these past hundred-odd years, Heaven has selected far fewer Heavenly Calamities each year."
"And the number has decreased year after year."
"That is enough to prove that its main attention is focused on its sins."
"Besides, killing Chu Qing is