Super God: If I punch you, you will die

This is Hua Ye's source of joy.

"Now only the Heavenly Palace is left, so let's go with the Heavenly Palace."

Hua Ye said with a contemptuous smile.

However, Ruoning still had some reservations, namely about the one that Death God Karl cared so much about—Lin Yan. She pushed away Hua Ye, who had a lewd grin on his face.

“We have another enemy that we cannot underestimate… Lin Yan, who is said to be a fourth-order main god.”

She glanced sideways at the nonchalant Hua Ye.

Hua Ye gasped, rubbing his chin, his eyes shifting between light and shadow.

Fourth tier!

Ah.

How did he fall to such a state? It was all because Holy Keisha overthrew his rule. And at that time, Holy Keisha was already the most powerful being in the known universe.

Fourth-tier main god!

Holy Keisha holds absolute power over the known universe.

This woman despised all inferior civilizations, including the male angels they had banished. And this new angelic king, whom he had never even heard of, had even won over such a powerful ally.

What a joke.

Hua Ye was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Ruoning smiled slyly and whispered in Hua Ye's ear.

"There is another person who can help you... that is Death God Karl. You should know that Liang Bing became a fourth-generation divine body thanks to Karl's assistance. Otherwise, with Liang Bing's defeated army fleeing in disarray, recovering from her injuries was already the limit. How could she possibly possess a fourth-generation divine body?"

"So……"

Hua Ye also smiled.

After being expelled from the Heavenly Court of Merlo, Hua Ye remained stagnant. He had also longed for an immortal divine body, but had never been able to obtain it.

"This Karl... is he that unlucky kid from the Super God Academy?"

"Unlucky kid? He's not the Karl he used to be. Karl has become the highest sage of the Dark Nebula and also the highest sage of the known universe, capable of developing void weapons that can destroy divine bodies."

"Don't forget how Queen Keisha fell."

Ruoning reminded her.

If he continues with such a narrow-minded and stagnant approach, then Hua Ye will only become cannon fodder and serve no purpose whatsoever.

"Alright, I'll leave this to you. Arrange for me to meet that unlucky brat."

Hua Ye smiled nonchalantly.

He slowly approached Ruoning, took a leisurely sniff of her fragrant shoulder, and made no attempt to conceal his lewd expression.

grin.

"Helping me is helping yourself. I know that I'm the only one you can rely on right now. When we return to the Heavenly Palace order, I will still be my king, and you will be the next king."

His fingers traced across Ruoning's face.

Hua Ye laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

The thought of possibly returning to those debauched days in the Heavenly Court of Merlo filled Hua Ye with irrepressible desire.

That feeling of being high above others made Hua Ye close his eyes, filled with memories.

Ruoning stood behind Hua Ye, looking at this shameless man with disgust.

"Fourth generation divine body."

"Ha ha ha ha."

“I will show those little girls who have never seen a real man what a real man is like.”

"What truly brings joy to life?"

Chapter 0193 He Xi's Test! The Art of Cloning! [3/4 Please Subscribe]

“I will show those little girls who have never seen a real man what a real man is like.”

"What is the true joy of life?"

Hua Ye narrowed his lewd and obscene eyes, grinning with such a sly smile. He wished he could return to the debauched harem of his patriarchal era in the next second.

Even if he could never have Keisha, there were still so many beautiful angels. They had stunning faces, perfect figures, and pure souls.

So……

They trampled and destroyed all that was pure.

Isn't that right?

Very cool.

Hua Ye laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"Hahahaha..."

……

Merlot Heavenly Lakeside Garden.

A long silver dress accentuated her perfect figure, while her long silver hair highlighted her delicate shoulders and exuded feminine charm.

Tianji Wang Hexi.

The Heavenly King of the Three Kings Era!

The area is shaded by green trees, and filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Everywhere is a scene of prosperity, and the vibrant greenery adds a bright touch of color to the place.

The morning glow revealed a ray of light, which poured down onto the shimmering lake surface, reflecting the most beautiful colors of the blue sky and white clouds.

The scenery is still the same, but everything has changed.

Holy Keisha has fallen, and the person beside He Xi at this moment is no longer her, but the angel Yan.

A hint of sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She leisurely stretched out her hand, and a beautiful butterfly landed on her fingertip; it was a very pretty pale purple butterfly.

"When I was young, I thought butterflies were the most beautiful creatures in the universe. I would rather be a butterfly than an angel, until one day..."

He Xi murmured to herself.

With a gentle flick of the fingers, the butterfly takes flight.

A gust of wind blew up, and flames burned in mid-air, instantly turning the butterfly into ashes, which were then scattered by the wind.

Angel Yan's eyes sharpened.

A hint of confusion and a trace of anger flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"You killed a butterfly."

Butterflies are so beautiful.

They are so fragile that their lives are always at risk of becoming prey for other animals, leading to either a tragic or miserable death as they live out their short lives.

"Hua Ye burned an angel warrior to ashes right in front of me, and I just stood by and watched... powerless to do anything about it."

He Xi said calmly.

Angel Yan was slightly taken aback.

Hua Ye!

The dark history of that angelic civilization, the angel king of the old angelic era, Hua Ye who created the order of the heavenly palace!

Angel Yan was puzzled as to why He Xi was bringing up this history again.

What were He Xi's feelings when she recalled those memories? In truth, Angel Yan, who wasn't there, couldn't possibly understand.

pain.

struggle.

Unbearable.

……

Perhaps there's still a little bit of nostalgia.

Such complex emotions may truly be incomprehensible.

"I've learned a bit over the last few thousand years, but I don't know what level you're at."

Just a moment ago, He Xi was chatting and laughing, but now she decisively drew her sword and aimed it at Angel Yan. Instantly, several figures appeared, and several He Xi figures surrounded Angel Yan.

Each one is exactly the same, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"The art of clone?"

Angel Yan was slightly taken aback.

She hadn't expected that He Xi had studied such ancient abilities. As expected of the former Heavenly King He Xi, she was the right-wing guardian of the Holy Keisha.

He gained Keisha's trust and was given important responsibilities.

"It was first seen in the Fighting Buddha, but the branch itself has extraordinary hand-to-hand combat ability, which is quite a test."

Angel Yan's beautiful eyes regained their calm.

This wasn't the first time she'd seen the art of creating clones; she'd first seen it on Earth, in that knock-off version of the Monkey King.

She watched each of He Xi's clones warily.

Tensions.

Since Angel Yan is the successor to the Angel King designated by Holy Keisha, she must overcome all kinds of difficulties, including the tests and challenges from the older generation of angels.

Regardless of He Xi's motives.

She wanted to seize power.

Or perhaps it's just a test for myself.

It does not matter.

Most importantly, Angel Yan absolutely could not allow herself to fail. A sharp glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, like a holy sword drawn from its sheath.

"Those are just legends, they're not as amazing as they say."

He Xi said calmly.

A pale blue light burst forth, and lightning crackled and danced around Yan's holy sword before leaping into the air. The dust it stirred up caused He Xi to frown slightly and wave her arms a few times.

"Seriously? Your third-generation combat strategy... isn't that inappropriate?"

He Xi looked down at Angel Yan from the air, while Angel Yan's body transformed into a bolt of lightning and rushed over, the holy swords clashing together.

Thunder and lightning.

Electric light and flint.

Beneath the vast sky, Angel Yan fought fiercely, wielding her holy sword, while He Xi's clone handled the situation with ease.

Each clone's attack and speed are astonishing, even surpassing Angel Yan's.

There was a boom.

He Xi's attack-like explosion rang out.

Smoke and dust billowed.

"The speed is unexpected." The tone was not one of praise, but rather a nonchalant jest. He Xi held the holy sword and drew a cross, which quickly transformed into a fireball, rapidly expanding and chilling the entire sky.

Angel Yan also brandished the holy sword.

A sword aura, accompanied by thunder and lightning, rushed over and collided with the dazzling fireball, producing a buzzing explosion.

In an instant, the sound even traveled thousands of miles away.

The powerful shockwave blew Yan backward, and she barely managed to regain her balance.