Lu Ren listened to Jin Ruidao, a trace of cold mockery crossing his face. "You can barely protect yourself. What gives you the right to question me?"
He had completely suppressed Jin Ruidao, yet Jin Ruidao still acted as though he stood above everyone else.
Devas really are arrogant!
"Fool!"
Jin Ruidao's body shook. Golden light flashed around him, and his wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lu Ren frowned at the sight. He knew this was the power of divine law, which accelerated a divine body's healing.
That was what made a Void God so formidable.
A Void God was not yet a true deva, but he was already a god. The very essence of his life had changed. He was nothing like an ordinary martial artist.
"Forty-six Saint Marks are indeed powerful. Add your Ten Heavens sword force, and my strength truly falls short of yours. But a Void God and a Holy King will always belong to two different worlds!"
Jin Ruidao stepped forward, golden light flashing around him. He stared at Lu Ren. "Mortal, you can never imagine how powerful a Void God truly is!"
"So what if a Void God is powerful? Today, I'll slay a god!"
Lu Ren smiled faintly.
Jin Ruidao shook his head. The golden shield still flickered around him from time to time. "There are plenty of prodigies in the Void God Realm, and no shortage stronger than you. Yet not one has ever succeeded in challenging a Void God. Even if you were ten times stronger, you still wouldn't be my match!"
"Heh."
Lu Ren chuckled under his breath. "Because of that Divine Art of yours?"
Jin Ruidao flared with anger again. "Boy, do you have any idea what a Divine Art can do?