Despite seeing his opponent barely standing, the Frostfall God didn't move an inch. He was in no hurry to act.
His focus lay elsewhere—comprehending the laws of this nascent universe. The more he understood, the swifter his control over it would grow. And the longer Liang's nascent divinity remained here, the easier it would be to claim.
Besides, he knew that no matter what he did, it wouldn't be fatal to Liang. This universe was merely connected to Liang's essence and nascent divinity. At the last moment, Liang could sever that link, draining the life from it. Such an act would destroy his cultivation entirely, but it was his only option.
That was why the Frostfall God waited in silence, steadily deepening his comprehension. If Liang severed the connection, he would simply forge a new one—this time, with Liang's newly formed soul.
Suddenly, Liang's expression turned eerily calm. He raised his head and met the Frostfall God's gaze with indifference.
