For him, a supreme divine lord, this was already inconceivable.
"Interesting."
The God of Destruction murmured to himself, and the sneer at his lips deepened.
That flicker of surprise vanished in an instant, replaced by even stronger contempt and mockery.
"Taking a palm strike from me does show some ability." The God of Destruction casually brushed his sleeve and said lightly, "But so what?" He slowly raised his right hand, suffocating purple-black lightning gathering wildly in his palm once more.
This time, it was no casual probe. Those world-destroying fluctuations were several times more terrifying than before. Under that pressure, the surrounding space groaned beneath its burden and shattered inch by inch.
"You took one palm strike. Let's see what you can use to block my next move." The God of Destruction's voice was cold and merciless, like a judge pronouncing a death sentence.
He gave Wang Qiu'er no chance to catch her breath. That great hand, imbued with the pure will of destruction, was about to descend again and crush these ants who knew neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth into dust.
Below, Wang Qiu'er bit down hard on her bloodstained red lips, resolve burning in her golden eyes.
An instant before that destructive lightning could descend as a world-ending heavenly punishment-"Destruction, stop!"
A soft cry carrying unquestionable authority suddenly pierced the murderous thunder filling the sky.
Immediately afterward, a jade-green divine light brimming with vitality wound around the God of Destruction's descending arm in an instant, like vines growing wildly in spring.
The raging Destruction Divine Power, powerful enough to tear the heavens apart, actually froze in midair under the soothing touch of that gentle yet tenacious Life Divine Power.
The instant the furious purple-black lightning filling the sky touched that jade-green divine light,