The entire Celestial Secret Valley, at this moment, was truly silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Looking at Chu Qing standing there, completely unaffected, having caused such a spectacle yet not blushing or panting, even Wen Fusheng couldn't help but have his eyelids twitch.
He couldn't understand what kind of monster was before him.
Prince Mu was already shocking enough, impossible to kill, with one appearing right after another.
But looking at Chu Qing's stance... killing another ten wouldn't be a problem.
The only question was whether, if ten more did come, the Celestial Secret Valley could withstand his havoc.
Just as he was pondering this, a faint voice sounded.
Because the surroundings were too quiet, this voice seemed somewhat clear:
"No... next one..."
Chu Qing turned his head; the speaker was Prince Mu lying in the pit.
His mask was completely shattered, revealing an ordinary face.
The Protective Divine Skill was dispersed, leaving him utterly pitiful.
