“What do you want, boy?” Yang Qi said. His heart was pounding with anticipation at seeing the wily old fox that was Patriarch Deva reacting with such terror. However, he didn’t let his act slip. “Could it be that you’re scared? Considering how you've insulted me, the Second Devil General, it’s only natural that I’ll wipe out the Deva Dynasty.”

“Just wait a moment,” Patriarch Deva said, brushing off his sleeves as if to remove any evidence that he had been fighting. “There’s no need for this bravado, Second Devil General. I was able to see how strong you are. Furthermore, I was only using thirty percent power. I only needed to confirm that you’re really the Second Devil General. Now that I have, there’s no need for further fighting.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Yang Qi growled.

“There’s no need to play dumb, Second Devil General. You can’t beat me in a fight, not considering how strong the destiny of my Deva Dynasty is. Back in the era of the Sovereign Lord, when the legion of gods perished, I survived. And I've been working on my cultivation ever since,...