The Goddess of Life wasn't a god and had no godhead, so she didn't understand this power.
The Eternal Night King had clearly suspected Ling Yun. As long as the latter was around, he would never get his chance to rise to power, even if he recovered his strength. In this era, those without a godhead were no better than ants.
He couldn't believe that the beings whom the gods had once regarded as ants now stood above the Nine Heavens, becoming the only god in the world and controlling everything.
So...
Ling Yun absolutely couldn't be allowed to live. He had to die. At that moment, the Eternal Night King made up his mind: he would take Ling Yun down with him.
"Daddy!"
"Don't fuss. Wait here."
"Ling Yun, what are you doing?"
"It's fine. Trust me."
Ling Yun smiled and even winked at An Qing and the Little one.
An Qing held the Little one tight, and this time there was no escaping. The Little one could only obediently listen, looking both cross and amusing.
The next moment!
Ling Yun appeared right in front of the Eternal Night King, who was surrounded by the crowd. His terrifying speed shocked everyone, and they all instinctively backed away.
"Y-you... what are you doing?"
The Eternal Night King immediately clutched the heart tightly, refusing to let Ling Yun take it back. It was his only hope—the hope of defeating Ling Yun.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Ling Yun grabbed the Eternal Night King and raised his fist, landing a punch. The latter let out a miserable cry, and everyone was so terrified their legs trembled and sweat poured down their backs. Fear showed in every eye.
"Nin—"
"I told you I wouldn't hit you. Did you really think I had