Qin Hao's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets; he even thought he might have seen wrong.
This was a Divine King, after all, who had just been slapped away by a Heavenly God.
Even when injured, a Divine King was definitely not weak. What did this mean? It meant that Nu Ba was too strong, truly unrivaled.
When a Heavenly God struck a Divine King horizontally, she crossed a terrifying barrier.
"Impossible," Lin Dong's face turned unsightly as he stared at Nu Ba, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
As a Divine King, he was proud, and being slapped away by a Heavenly God, to him, was absolutely unbearable.
Lin Dong was going crazy with frustration.
He steadied himself, and although he was coughing up blood, his eyes were exceptionally cold.
"Nothing is impossible. I came here today to kill you. I didn't expect you to be so weak. Even after being injured, your strength is probably not even comparable to a Divine King in the First Layer Heaven," Nu Ba said indifferently.
