Chu Qing extended a finger and poked the miniature Heaven-Shaking God.
To outsiders, Chu Qing's finger looked utterly ordinary.
Yet:
To the miniature Heaven-Shaking God, that finger was no finger at all, but a surging river descending from the heavens.
Even more terrifyingly:
Several hundred great dragons swam through the river, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, ready to swallow him whole.
The miniature Heaven-Shaking God possessed the strength of an ordinary New Realm expert.
With that strength, coupled with Heaven-Shaking God's innate combat awareness, killing people like Scarlet Hand and Bai Mei should have been as easy as turning over his hand.
Yet:
Before Chu Qing's finger, he could not withstand it at all.
The miniature Heaven-Shaking God was poked straight into the ground, smashing out a deep pit.
The miniature Heaven-Shaking God coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood.
Chu Qing casually pinched him up and tossed him aside.
"You haven't even grown up yet. How dare you cause trouble?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the miniature Green-faced God and tossed him aside as well.
The two miniature Gods and Devils exchanged a glance and fell silent.
They had fallen.
Fucking bad luck.
Commit suicide?
Return to the Law Net?
But after killing themselves, they would have to wait a very, very long time for another chance to revive.
When Gods and Devils revived, getting one step ahead meant seizing countless opportunities.
Fall one step behind, and occupying a high position among the many Gods and Devils in the future would be fraught with difficulties.
They did not want to revive and start over from the back of the line.
So...
"Friend, we're all civilized people!"
"There's no need for all this killing and fighting!"
"If there's something to discuss, let's talk it out properly!"
Chu Qing