Resisting the Gods

"You're not qualified!"

The calm words rang out through the pitch-black universe.

At that moment, it was as though everything had frozen.

All that remained were the faint halos around those azure ears, spreading outward bit by bit.

The azure radiance stood out starkly against the dark universe.

A gaze as ancient and vast as the primordial wilderness turned toward Yang Chen.

There seemed to be some confusion in it, but even more than that, boundless fury!

"I'm not qualified?"

Those words seemed to be directed at Yang Chen, yet they also seemed mocking.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!!"

"I'm not qualified!"

"I am the Wind God, a god of the primordial universe!"

"How many years has it been? How many years since anyone dared say I wasn't qualified? Boy, you're the first in ten thousand years!"

The Wind God looked at Yang Chen and suddenly burst into wild laughter.

Terrifying ripples seemed to whip up wave after wave, sweeping toward Yang Chen with overwhelming force.

Yang Chen possessed only a trace of Divine Soul Power to begin with. Amid those waves, he was like a lone boat tottering on the verge of capsizing in a sea disaster.

One slight misstep, and he would be shattered outright!

Yang Chen forced his Divine Soul Power incarnation to hold on beneath the Wind God's terrifying might. Slowly raising his head, he stared at that azure figure.

That azure figure seemed to have become the only thing in the entire universe.

Terrifying energy shook the whole universe. Several crumbling stars nearby were instantly ground into dust beneath that immense power.

Stars shattered!

This was the power of a god!

With great difficulty, Yang Chen steadied his mind amid the ripples. Behind him, the Black Hole Dharma Form slowly activated, and a phantom of