Qin Huai sought to engage his king's force. A soft white glow ignited in his eyes, yet it was rapidly extinguished by a blinding green light.
"It's pointless, futile. Here…I am the god!" Yang Tianhan roared. "I claim the inheritance of the emperor!"
Without uttering a word, Qin Huai began channeling the divine qi within him, as well as the guardian spirit item he had acquired from the old man from Wuji Mountain. In a contest between the semi-divinity realm and the emperor realm, who would prevail?
Gradually guiding the divine qi, he found it began to move. A sliver of energy surged from his dantian.
Buzz…
Suddenly, a green beam of light shot from Yang Tianhan's palm, piercing Qin Huai's abdomen.
Puff!
Coughing up blood, Qin Huai felt his abdomen and the precious bit of divine qi within it get obliterated.
Overjoyed by this, Yang Tianhan's grin widened. "Hahaha! Brother Zhou, you're running out of tricks," he taunted.