Chu Qing...
Those dozen or so experts...
"Are you surprised to hear this name?"
Ba Liuli's eyes opened and closed, strange light flowing within them as she radiated an air of lofty supremacy.
The dozen or so experts led by the gaunt old man felt as though the woman before them were a fairy maiden seated high above the nine heavens—they did not dare meet her gaze at all.
Her voice seemed like the most powerful decree—impossible to defy.
Thud!
The dozen or so experts knelt, trembling all over.
"My lady, we have heard of Chu Qing."
Ba Liuli nodded.
Yet she did not ask those experts. Instead, she looked at Chu Qing. "What about you?"
Invisible pressure swept over him, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
This pressure was mainly aimed at Chu Qing.
Yet the dozen or so experts at the side were also caught up in it.
They instinctively lowered their heads, then drew closer and closer to the ground.
In the end, they prostrated themselves in worship before Ba Liuli.
Facing that terrifying pressure, Chu Qing only felt irritated.
He snorted coldly, and a streak of killing intent shot into the sky.
In an instant, his killing intent became like a sharp sword, cleaving through the invisible pressure and stabbing straight toward Ba Liuli's forehead.
The invisible pressure collided with the invisible killing intent.
The air between them exploded with a thunderous roar.
The corners of Ba Liuli's lips lifted as she suddenly withdrew the invisible pressure.
Yet Chu Qing did not withdraw his killing intent. Instead, he strengthened it another fraction.
Pfft!
The killing intent pierced flesh, passed through bone, and stabbed into Ba Liuli's head.
That strand of killing intent was enough to kill an ordinary New Realm martial artist.
It was