Three hundred faces, their eyes bloodshot, yet hollow.
It was as if they had no emotions at all.
"These things are different from Heaven's secrets!"
Chu Qing's heart stirred, and he casually struck at one of the faces.
A secret technique landed on the face, and it exploded with a thunderous boom.
Yet in one-thousandth of an instant, the face healed again.
Only, many wounds on the healed face still had not closed.
Chu Qing chuckled. "That's it?"
They could not withstand the might of his title. No matter how many came, they were only coming to die.
He stretched his limbs. "Before dealing with Black Gold Daoist, I'll clean you up first!"
However, in the next instant, the face squirmed.
The areas around those unhealable wounds shattered and burned.
Then new fragments emerged and pieced the face back together.
In the blink of an eye, the wounds on that face had completely healed.
Chu Qing's pupils contracted. "Interesting!"
"What method did you use to erase the power of my title?"
"No, the power of my title is number one under Heaven and on earth."
"What gives you the right to suppress it?"
He attacked again.
Strangely, these faces did not dodge, allowing him to strike and kill them.
Wounds that would have taken more than ten minutes, or even centuries, to recover from appeared on a single face.
But the same thing happened again.
Chu Qing carefully sensed the changes.
"Your method is similar to Black Gold changing skins to cling to life."
"It seems Heaven's cooperation with the Path Pioneers runs rather deep."
At the side, Black Gold Daoist burst into laughter. "Forbidden Qing, we are not clinging to life. We are merely cooperating deeply and developing in concert!"
As he spoke, he flashed before Chu Qing.
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