The curse had faded by one hundred and twenty-thousandth. It did not seem like much, but Chu Qing could clearly feel how much lighter he had become.
At that moment, messages from Four Directions appeared:
Congratulations! Reflection Old Ancestor Forbidden Qing had forcefully slain Wind Cloud Pioneer! Warning! Warning! All Path Pioneers, take heed: Reflection Old Ancestor has already slain several Pioneers. This person was unstoppable!
The messages from Four Directions spread throughout the entire human world. Every martial artist heard them.
If this had happened before, they would certainly have been shocked. But when they saw that the name was Reflection Old Ancestor Forbidden Qing, it felt only natural.
"Reflection Old Ancestor is truly fierce."
"We don't even know what a Pioneer is, yet he's already started killing them."
"What are these Pioneers? Why has Reflection Old Ancestor killed several of them?"
"No idea!"
Most martial artists, even powerful realm experts, knew nothing of the Pioneers. Only a small number of powerful figures knew.
"Forbidden Qing has actually killed several Pioneers?"
"Three or five? Or seven or eight?"
These powerful figures had complicated feelings. They had encountered Pioneers before, and had even fought them to the death. They knew these people could burn human skins and revive after death, their methods extraordinarily bizarre.
People had once gathered experts to join forces and encircle them. After fighting for years, they ultimately failed. The Pioneer not only killed some of them, but even swaggered away in the end.
All those past events had given them a feeling—the Path Pioneers were undying and indestructible.
And yet:
The supposedly undying and indestructible Pioneers had been slain by Chu Qing one after another.
"How exactly did he kill them?"
"Did he wear them down with time? Or... had he grasped some special