Pan Zhen: "Of course. For a god like you, who's lived for thirty thousand years, my Grand Tutor could only study the surface."
Carl smiled faintly.
That wasn't wrong.
"The Grand Tutor said you're a Phantom Body."
Pan Zhen looked at Carl impassively as he spoke.
"That's the first time I've heard that name."
Carl didn't want his secret exposed, so he chose to brush the question aside.
The next second.
Pan Zhen casually swept one hand forward.
BOOM!!!
The lower half of Carl's body was instantly burned to ashes.
A great many sparks and fragments filled the air, then quickly faded away.
Carl was furious.
Only the upper half of his body remained, floating in midair. His youthful-looking face was full of rage.
"How rude!"
Seeing that Carl had lost his composure,
Pan Zhen laughed.
"Heh. Sorry, I was just testing something. If you were burned to death, there'd be no need for me to sit here and talk nonsense with you, would there? I'd just tear down your Death Song Academy. I refuse to believe I couldn't find out where Lena is."
The lower half of Carl's body reappeared.
He said coldly, "Are you so sure I can't fight back?"
Pan Zhen leaned forward slightly and held up a finger as he replied sternly:
"When your people captured my god, Lena, they used a God Slaying Sniper Rifle and a Void Engine. What reason do you have to fight back?"
Carl explained, "They aren't my people. They were merely influenced by me—"
Pan Zhen waved him off.
"Don't bother explaining. I don't care about that so-called Ultimate Fear. Even if I started researching it now and spent a hundred or eighty years on it, the wars between you, Super Seminary, the Angels, and the Demons would already be