"Stop right the fuck now!!!!"
Jiang Buping fled rapidly into the distance, staring straight at the wisp of "Mysterious Nether" in Chen Qiu's hand with terror filling his eyes. He could sense an overwhelmingly lethal threat from that wisp of Mysterious Nether!!!
He could feel it clearly!
Even though he had recovered to Half-Step Immortal Emperor cultivation, he would still die the instant he touched it!
It was a power he had no way to resist.
The pressure it brought was far greater even than the Void's. He had seen many people's "Mysterious Nether," but none had ever given him such crushing pressure as Chen Qiu's Mysterious Nether!
"..."
Chen Qiu somewhat speechlessly dispersed the Mysterious Nether in his hand. Spiritual energy surged from his right hand, dragging Jiang Buping—who had already fled far away—back before him. "Is it really that scary? You don't even dare try taking one hit?"
"I don't!"
Jiang Buping, having narrowly survived disaster, stared fixedly at Chen Qiu and rasped out each word. "Do you really not have the slightest fucking idea how terrifying your Mysterious Nether is?"
"What Half-Step Immortal Emperor in this world could withstand that strike of yours?"
"Really can't?"
"It's gotten this strong?" Chen Qiu lowered his head to look at the wisp of violet-blue mist in his hand and muttered. He had honestly thought it was merely decent.
After a long while, he shook his head.
"I'm going into seclusion."
"See you next time."
Just as he said.
Now that he had a rough gauge of his own strength, he returned to Mocking Heaven Hall once more. For him, cultivating to the Immortal Emperor realm as quickly as possible was the urgent priority.
His current cultivation was First-Layer Immortal Lord.
Time to keep cultivating.
Cultivation was an undertaking that consumed