"Of course, god-slaying!"
Yang Chen's casual words echoed throughout the entire main hall.
Han Jiuyue's gaze sharpened slightly as she suddenly looked at Yang Chen. Her cherry-red lips parted faintly, her shock unmistakable.
"You mean, slaying a god!"
Han Jiuyue stared at Yang Chen in disbelief. If Yang Chen had not already advanced to become a physical-body Supreme, she might have leaped up and called him insane.
After all, those were deities!
Even Supremes could never defeat such beings.
After all, deities stood somewhere between Supremes and physical-body Supremes.
With strength so terrifying, unless two or more Supremes joined forces, no one wanted to face them.
Because they could not win.
It was that simple.
Though the human race now had more Supremes than the eighteen deities, to be honest, if they truly went to war, the human Supremes really would not be a match for those deities.
It was only because those deities, noble by birth, cherished their lives that the human race still existed.
After all, deities were creatures that had existed since the dawn of Heaven and earth. Compared to the human race, they considered themselves vastly more noble. Thus, while such beings were immensely powerful, they also possessed a fatal weakness.
They cherished their lives!
Especially since ninety-nine deities had dwindled to only eighteen, the deities of today treasured their lives even more.
That was why the human race had been able to survive beneath the deities' shadow!
It was not because the human Supremes were so formidable, but because if the deities wanted to wipe out humanity, they would have to lose at least two-thirds of their number.
No one wanted to be among those two-thirds.
And thus, the current balance had taken shape.
But that did not mean the human Supremes could slay gods!