The tremors caused by the oath in the air had yet to completely subside.
Houtu still maintained that upward-looking posture. Her gaze flowed, and in those eyes that could see through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, there remained only an obsession called "giving everything she had."
A Saint's promise weighed heavier than Mount Tai.
She felt that the promise she had made was not even enough to repay one ten-thousandth of the favor this man had shown her.
That was a Saint Position.
It was the ultimate shore that countless cultivators could only dream of, yet dared not even imagine attaining.
And he had simply forced it into her arms.
"Qin Feng, if you think the Earthly Dao's authority isn't enough, I can..."
Houtu parted her red lips, her voice somewhat urgent. She seemed ready to offer even more, unwilling to stop until she had handed over the very origin of her soul as well.
"Shh."
A slender finger suddenly pressed against her lips, stopping the words that had yet to leave her mouth.
Rather than accepting this weighty gift, Qin Feng stepped forward.
The distance between them had already been extremely close. With that step, they were nearly pressed together.
That aggressive masculine aura instantly enveloped this newly ascended Saint of the Earthly Dao.
Houtu's delicate body stiffened, her mind going blank.
Before she could react, her chin turned cool.
Qin Feng extended two fingers and lifted her flawless chin in a frivolous yet domineering manner. With a slight exertion of force, he made the Mother of Earth—who had just been willing to sacrifice herself for all living beings—meet his gaze.
Their eyes met.
On one side were deep black eyes like an abyss, carrying an amused smile.
On the other were beautiful eyes as panicked as a startled