That Was a... God Corpse?

Was I afraid of a Destined Divine Weapon?

Soyana wanted to laugh.

"I simply don't want to rely on external objects." Soyana spoke calmly. "Afraid? Heh, I fear nothing."

This brief exchange had already restored much of Soyana's condition.

She wanted to end this meaningless battle as soon as possible.

"Once your true body returns from the God Corpse, we can fight again."

As Soyana spoke, she casually struck out with her palm.

At their level, those flashy skills were already of little use.

What they needed to compete in was who had more magic power and who wielded it more skillfully.

A pure clash of magic power.

As an incarnation, the Sovereign naturally could not compare.

He had repaired less than half his body before Soyana shattered him once again with a single palm strike.

"You just said... God Corpse?" The Sovereign seized upon the key point in Soyana's words. "That corpse is the corpse of a god?"

Soyana shook her head. "Not entirely. It can only be considered a demigod."

Boom!

Another palm strike landed. The Sovereign's incarnation could no longer maintain its form and completely collapsed.

The final victor of this battle was still Soyana.

Though she had won in a sorry state.

Before her eyes, the Sovereign's incarnation began to crumble, and the terrifying power within it instantly returned to the Sovereign's true body.

Soyana gave a soft snort and looked toward the distant starry sky. "You wasted quite a bit of my time..."

She somewhat wanted to fly directly to the God Corpse and kill the Sovereign's true body.

But over these past few months, that God Corpse had drifted much farther away.

With her current strength, flying there would probably take half a year.

Shaking her head, Soyana abandoned the idea.

"Either way, he'll