Although Hua Ye had learned restraint during his more than thirty thousand years in hiding, his arrogance had not changed.
After advancing to a Fourth Generation God, his confidence had swelled wildly. In his eyes, defeating a Third Generation God like Ruo Ning should have been no challenge at all.
Yet reality slapped him across the face. He had gained the upper hand in close combat, but he had come up short in technical methods.
That was indeed Hua Ye's weakness. He lacked Hua Zhen's ability to research techniques, and nearly everything he had was handed to him ready-made.
Karl had generously provided him with Fourth Generation Divine Body technology so his divine body could withstand the Void Engine. As for lesser matters, Karl could not be bothered to care.
At a time like this, Hua Ye wanted to take down Ruo Ning easily with nothing but some outdated Old Tiangong technology. That was pure wishful thinking.
Ruo Ning was not wrong at all to call his Fourth Generation God status an empty shell.
Cross Sword Light consisted of two crescent-shaped streaks of crimson energy. That crimson energy had been created by Ruo Ning converting stellar energy through the weapon in her hand, and once it struck a target, it naturally triggered a chain reaction.
As a Fourth Generation God, Hua Ye would not die outright from such a violent explosion, but getting blasted into a sorry state and suffering some burns was entirely possible.
He was nearly driven mad with rage. I am King Hua Ye, invincible in the universe! And this puny Third Generation God has beaten me into such a miserable state. Damn it, if I don't make you scream and beg for mercy after I catch you, how can I ever swallow this humiliation?
After cursing