Chen Ao kept shaking his head as he faced the beast True God's attacks.
Weak. Far too weak.
He stood where he was and used W, letting the beast True God attack however he pleased. Even after billions upon billions of years, he probably would not lose a shred of divine power.
"The stronger I get, the faster W restores me. My armor can reduce his attacks to one millionth of their strength. Unless an attack reaches the void armor's limit, I could withstand even an early-stage Void True God's attacks for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands!"
He was simply so tanky that his opponents would want to throw up.
But how long could this beast True God last?
Even if Chen Ao never attacked and relied solely on the Chess Sword Sea's true damage, this True God, whose divine body spanned hundreds of thousands of kilometers, probably would not last a few days.
The opponent would spend five or six days attacking Chen Ao, only to discover that he was completely powerless.
Utterly ridiculous.
True Gods in the Jin World were easier to kill than those in the Universe Ocean. Setting aside strength, the Jin World's True Gods could not use their miniature universes' functions, so they could not rapidly replenish their divine power.
That made them easy to kill in battle.
The beast True God was utterly furious now, attacking Chen Ao relentlessly. Yet Chen Ao's divine power aura had not weakened at all.
He could not accept it. He was a High True God, and Chen Ao had not even fought back.
"Hahaha! You're so weak, yet you think you deserve to compete for the Origin Fruits? If I were you, I'd have crawled into hiding long ago!"
"Aaaargh! Damn you! How