Mo Jingqiu looked at the Great Thousand World before her, which seemed as though doomsday had arrived—at the collapsed mountain peaks, the burst riverbanks, the seas flowing backward, the deep fissures in the earth, the erupting Earth Fire, and the mortals and cultivators either struggling at death's door, fleeing in panic, or staring stupidly into the sky. For the first time, she truly felt the destructive power of a Fourth Tribulation Heavenly Sovereign sunk into Dao Heart Decay. Given enough time, he could utterly destroy a Great Thousand World.
Fortunately, his destruction had not lasted long. Though this Great Thousand World appeared to be on the brink of destruction, its foundations had not actually been harmed. In a few decades or a century or so, it would gradually return to normal. Only the collapsed mountain peaks would need to be restored one by one by the True Persons and True Lords of this world.
One surviving True Person came back to his senses, transformed into a bright crimson-purple escape light, flew out of the Earth Membrane, and arrived before Mo Jingqiu. Half grateful and half overjoyed at having survived the calamity, he said, "My thanks, Dao Lord, for killing that Heavenly Sovereign who had fallen into Heavenly Human Fifth Decay and saving the living beings of our Hui Ming Great World from fire and water. I am Zhao Cheng. May I ask how I should address you, Dao Lord?"
In his experience, someone who could kill so swiftly a Heavenly Sovereign trapped in Dao Heart Decay, whose strength had surged after going completely mad, could only be a Half-step Golden Immortal or a Golden Immortal. He did not dare imagine that he might encounter a Dao Ancestor.
Mo Jingqiu shook her head and smiled faintly. "I am merely a Three