Chu Qing set foot in the forbidden zone once more. Then, like a diligent little bee, he picked off one Sovereign after another, harvesting a few Immortals along the way.
He conscientiously turned them into fuel for the Fire Pit and fed them into the Fire Pit's city walls, making them shine and give off heat as they illuminated the Human World Organization.
One day...
Three days...
Chu Qing stopped and ended his labor.
Because:
Within the instant transmission range of the alien races, there were no more Sovereigns.
Although there were Sovereigns elsewhere, each transmission consumed quite a bit of time.
Chu Qing could not accept that.
With that time, he might as well cultivate in seclusion or clean up some cannon fodder.
Moreover, he planned to embed the beads Liuli had made into the Great Sun Chariot.
To see whether they could increase the chariot's power.
However, at that moment, he discovered that an old man had appeared out of thin air before him.
The old man radiated an aura of decay from head to toe, yet he felt even more terrifying to Chu Qing than the Twilight Overlord.
In an instant, Chu Qing's hair stood on end.
He activated the power of his many titles and prepared both his invincibility and distance-ignoring escape traits.
He had even prepared himself to truly die once.
Because:
This old man was too terrifying.
He merely stood there, and the decaying aura spreading from his body caused a forbidden zone stretching tens of thousands of li to begin rotting and withering.
"Chu Qing...?"
Chu Qing smiled. "That's right!"
The decaying old man grinned. "I am the Non-Verbal King!"
"You may call me King, or you may call me Grand King."
Chu Qing fell silent for a moment. "Grand King, did you