"Me, kill Fang Yang?"
The Undying Deity shook his head slightly at the Undying Empress's request. A trace of helplessness and sorrow crossed his divine face.
"He's merely a Sixth Heaven Quasi-Emperor whose combat strength rivals a Quasi-Emperor. Even if he reaches that level someday, to me he'll still be a human-shaped divine medicine I can kill with a flick of my hand."
"But times have changed."
"You may not know this, but I'm not actually the deity of this Dao Platform. My original body was the Undying Emperor's Faith Body, but that brat Wushi suppressed it long ago. All that remains now is a fragmentary spirit of law."
"I could still suppress and kill an ordinary Quasi-Emperor. But against a Quasi-Emperor, especially one at Ning Fei's level, a rash move would only make the Undying Emperor lose face."
The Undying Deity's face grew gaunt. Just as he had said, even though the Undying Empress had awakened him with Undying Divine Blood, it had been in vain.
"Heh. Hahahaha!"
The Undying Empress stood stunned for a moment at his words. Then, casting decorum aside, she threw back her head and laughed. Whether she was mocking herself or the Undying Emperor, no one could tell.
"Actually, there's another way I could kill Fang Yang and seize the blood of his Immortal Body."
"But it depends on whether that blade will do me a favor—no, whether it will do the Son of the Emperor a favor. He is the Undying Emperor's child too, after all—"
The Undying Deity paid no heed to her reaction. After muttering to himself, he decided against doing nothing. He began reciting an incantation from the Primordial Era, reaching out to the Undying Heavenly Blade, wherever it was now.
Deep in the universe, in an unknown place.
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