Ling Han shook his head, and said, "We walk different paths, so we can't work together!"
He had a different idea. There was absolutely no need for him to destroy this world, and take its place. Instead, he himself would become a new world.
This was just like a willow tree. There was absolutely no need to eradicate it and plant it again. Instead, one could break off one of its branches, and it would be able to root and sprout, turning it into a new tree.
Of course, Ling Han wasn't sure if he could withstand the terrifying power of this world that had been compressed back to its original point, even if he had formed his own heaven and earth.
However, he would rather give it a try.
This was the difference between him and the Lords of Death, and the old Divine Beast.
The two of them did not speak further, and merely continued their fierce battle.
