The Beast King leader asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency—is it the Apocalypse?"
"Yes."
Gu Qingshan couldn't be bothered to say more. He casually stirred the Apocalypse Power within him and let it radiate outward.
The aura contained destruction, endings, and death. It was simply too easy to recognize—and impossible to fake.
The Beast Kings immediately sensed it.
A moment ago, they had still been eager to make a move. Some had even been seething with killing intent, nearly ready to attack—
But now,
all the fire went out of them. They made no further moves, as if afraid Gu Qingshan might misunderstand.
The Beast King leader said respectfully, "So it really is the Apocalypse, my lord. You must be one of the very best even among the Apocalypses, which is why you could pierce the barrier and reach our world."
"I really am one of the strongest Apocalypses. Your spell can stop other Apocalypses, but don't think it can stop yours truly," Gu Qingshan said, brazen as ever.
He glanced behind him and ordered, "Bring me a stool."
"Of course. Please wait a moment, Your Excellency!"
Mountain and Sea Qixia caught the deeper meaning in his gaze and hurried to order someone to fetch a stool.
"Wait!" the Beast King leader suddenly shouted.
"Hmm? What is it?" Gu Qingshan looked at it.
The Beast King leader waved a hand—
At once, the feather-covered Beast King beside him bent low and trotted over to Gu Qingshan. "My lord, human chairs are dead things. How could one be as comfortable as sitting on my feathers?"
The Beast King gradually transformed into a soft seat covered in thick feathers.
Only then did the Beast King leader say solemnly, "Please sit, my lord. This chair was personally transformed by Feathered Bird. Sitting