"Lin Feng, let me do it. Though I'm no match for Oufu either, I have a Supreme Artifact in hand, and my true form is a Netherworld Demon Vine. It won't be so easy for Oufu to kill me," the Sovereign of Death transmitted to Lin Feng.
Though her tone remained icy, Lin Feng could sense the tenderness and concern beneath that cold exterior.
"No," Lin Feng transmitted. "You only have this one Sovereign Divine Clone. If it falls, you'll be left with only a water-element Highgod clone. I'm different. I have ten clones, several of them Sovereign Divine Clones. Even if this clone falls, it won't matter much and won't greatly affect my strength. Besides, this clone might not necessarily fall. You should know that your husband is very strong."
"But—" Hongyi wanted to say more, but Lin Feng interrupted her. "Enough, Hongyi. Don't say any more. Ever since becoming a Sovereign, I haven't had a proper battle. Oufu is the perfect sparring partner. One cannot live solely for comfort. Only a passionate life is a perfect life. When it is time to be mad, be mad. That is what a true man should do."
No man lacked hot blood, and Lin Feng was no exception. He had lived in comfort for too long; now, he wanted to go wild for once.
Lin Feng could have waited until he became a Controller of the universe before returning to kill Oufu. Perhaps by then, Oufu would no longer even merit his attention. But Lin Feng did not want that. He wanted Oufu to become a stepping stone on his path to becoming a Controller of the universe, rather than a toy for him to trample after he had become one.
Not for the sake of avenging his mother Lina, nor