At those words, The Queen could no longer remain composed.
She did not think Zhao Cheng was deliberately trying to frighten her. If he truly wanted to do something to her, there would be no need for such roundabout tactics.
Besides, would a giant dragon really take an interest in an ant?!
Indeed, in the eyes of many who had heard Zhao Cheng expound the Dao, Mythology and Half-Monarch seemed separated by only a single step. Zhao Cheng might be invincible now, but in the future, that was far from certain.
But she knew very clearly that Zhao Cheng's strength had already surpassed a certain limit—the limits of human understanding.
Let alone herself, even Lord and Li Nishang, the two Half-Monarchs who had broken through the barrier of the heart, could only glimpse a portion of Zhao Cheng. They could not behold the whole of him.
And of that visible portion alone, Lord's description had been that he was as great as a demon god.
That was only a part of him. If it were the complete whole, it would be truly unimaginable.
When such a person said that no one in heaven or earth could save her, she would not deceive herself into thinking Zhao Cheng was joking.
She could not help but ponder what kind of great calamity could leave her utterly unaware, without even sensing the slightest hint of danger, yet make Zhao Cheng arrive at such a judgment.
Of course, she had also noticed Zhao Cheng's words that he could not be certain. That proved there was still a chance of salvation.
"The calamity comes from beyond the heavens. I actually encountered it once before, but this time, it is far more violent than before. And you are not the only one facing this tribulation—many, many