However, for a World Lord, as long as their core remained intact, no matter how severe their injuries were, they would be rapidly healed by the power of their world. Hamis viciously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the disdain for Ai Chen vanishing from his eyes. "You actually comprehended the Law of Time. Good, very good. I almost fell into the hands of a little girl like you, haha. But next, please die!"
He took out a vial of potion from his ring and swiftly injected it into his body. The potion gleamed with a dazzling red-violet light. Ai Chen narrowed her eyes. "A Berserk Potion that only a level-two pharmacist can make?"
Enduring the intense pain surging through his body, Hamis burst into wild laughter. "Not bad, you know your stuff. This vial cost me three hundred Hunyuan Units. Dying to it is something you can be proud of!"
Ai Chen suddenly gave a mocking laugh. "Heh, what a country bumpkin. I was wondering what it was. What era is this? You're still using drugs that drain cellular potential? I'll broaden your horizons too. Besides, being able to die to Little Xue Xi's cuisine is something you can be proud of!"
Then, under Hamis's dumbfounded gaze, she pulled out a pile of fragrant food—Lamb Paomo, Gaoqiao Scallion Pancakes, Pan-Fried Buns, and more. As long as it was food that boosted combat power, Ai Chen stuffed it into her mouth at high speed.
A moment later, the temporary combat buffs the two had added took effect. Yet Hamis did not dare make a move, because the aura across from him had become infinitely close to that of an Immortal. If not for the fundamental difference between divine power and Cosmic Energy, he would have had no