An Da's heart had already been consumed by vengeance. He had clearly forgotten that.
He still thought Lin Zhen was merely a monkey in his palm, incapable of escaping his grasp no matter what he did.
He had wounded Lin Zhen again and again. There had even been several opportunities when he was confident he could gravely injure Lin Zhen to the point of death, yet he had not done so.
That would have been letting the bastard off too easily. Lin Zhen had ruined his Path to Dominance—how could simply killing him possibly ease his hatred?
An Da had come up with countless ideas. For example, he could make a Crystal Ball, lock Lin Zhen's soul inside it, then carry it around and let Lin Zhen watch with his own eyes as his loved ones were tortured to death one by one.
Watching his homeland be destroyed, watching his race be exterminated—only then could the hatred in An Da's heart be relieved.
Since the peak of his life was already at the level of a God King, there was no need for him to pursue anything else. From now on, An Da would take pleasure in tormenting Lin Zhen.
Under that mindset, his rationality gradually vanished.
Lin Zhen was more than happy for An Da to think that way. He Teleported again and again to evade, flying and turning, looking as though he were making a laughable final struggle.
"Hahaha! Lin Zhen, it's really amusing watching you struggle for your life like this. Hmm! That turn wasn't bad. I'll give you eight points!"
"That Teleport was no good. Your spatial fluctuations can't possibly fool a God King like me. A frog at the bottom of a well like you will never understand the power of a God King. No