At this moment, Su Qi was in the palace, concerning that so-called minor affair.
It naturally referred to the mask of the God of Anxiety.
To be honest.
The mask of the God of Anxiety was truly terrifying; it was fully prepared for his arrival, prepared to kill himself, and had already arrived at the battlefield to lay out plans of destruction and cursing everything.
Perhaps it thought it would have a trump card, and hence almost exhausted its killing moves.
However.
The God of Anxiety probably never imagined, its trump card had more than twenty thousand variations!!
Just one Purple Character Card directly broke the situation.
Certainly, this was partly due to the weakening of the power of the God of Anxiety because of various limitations, but it didn't affect the outcome.
And Su Qi seemed to know what the God of Anxiety was worried about.
"It is afraid of..."
"Afraid of a certain existence..."
