Now Ymir no longer had the prestige and dominance he had monts ago. He struggled to crawl out from the deep pit in the ground, feeling intense pain all over his body, as if he had truly been torn in half, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
He could only lie in the pit, barely lift his head, and look towards Qin Heng, towards this young human he had just regarded as weak and insignificant.
His eyes were full of shock and disbelief. He was utterly stunned, even doubting whether he was dreaming. Why would he, as the progenitor of the Frost Giants, a peak Saint King, invincible across nurous Star Regions, be defeated by a re human? A human only at the level of a Saint, not even a Great Saint?
This was simply too unbelievable!
If soone had told Ymir the result of this battle before today, he might have laughed on the spot, thinking it was absolutely impossible. How could such an absurd thing happen? It was simply impossible!
But now, the fact was that it had happened, and it happened to him, personally. The power Qin Heng exerted on him was so real, so strong, he couldn't deny it!
Too strong!
Incredibly powerful!!
How could there be such a powerful, terrifying human in this world? It's simply unbelievable, utterly inconceivable!
"You, who are you, exactly who are you? I—I don't believe you are human!!" Ymir's eyes widened, his blue skin even wrinkled in various ways, his expression sowhat distorted. "How could a human possess such power as yours? It's absolutely impossible!!"
Bang!
Qin Heng flicked his finger in the air, imdiately penetrating the air. A massive shockwave burst from Qin Heng's fingertip, instantly sending Ymir, who was lying in the pit, flying out. He rolled more than ten ters on the ground before finally coming to a stop against a large tree.
"A small god of an alien race, a fugitive of the starry sky, a re ant, dares to speak about the power of the Human Clan?" Qin Heng sneered coldly, saying, "Now tell the location of everyone's dwelling in Asgard, and perhaps you can still keep your body intact."
"Do you think I will yield to you, yield to a re human!?" Ymir actually maintained an air of arrogance, saying, "I admit you're indeed powerful, even stronger than most deities, but you forget, this is Asgard, the Divine Realm of the Asa Divine Clan, the residence of Divine King Odin and Thunder God Thor. You are dood!!"
Crack!
In a flash, Qin Heng appeared beside Ymir, and with a slight exertion of his left foot, he broke the spine of the progenitor of the giants.
"Ahhh!!" Ymir scread profoundly, his voice tearing, extrely miserable. He shouted, "Damn it! Damn human! You are now under Odin's watchful eye; divine punishnt will soon descend, and you will be reduced to ashes!!"
Odin?" Qin Heng looked up towards the highest golden temple in Asgard and then sneered, "A pseudo-Deity, a re beginner deity, is nothing!"
Under his Divine Sense, neither Divine King Odin nor Thunder God Thor in the golden temple could escape his perception; their every move was as clear as daylight.
Their conversation just now naturally couldn't escape his sensory perception, and he also probed both of their strengths.
This Thunder God Thor is rely a Saint King who possesses power akin to that of a deity. With his divine weapon-level hamr, he can barely reach the truth of a deity, basically a pseudo-Deity.
Although Odin has genuine deity-level power, his strength entirely stems from his own bloodline, the so-called power of Divine Blood, lacking change and diversity. Furthermore, in invoking the natural forces of heaven and earth, he is far weaker than a typical deity.
Such a 'godly race,' any average Martial Dao deity could easily annihilate the whole of Asgard, without even needing to exert themselves.
This kind of group, trying to conquer the Central Plains thousands of years ago, was simply comical, similar to a few ants trying to conquer China—utter nonsense.
Upon hearing Qin Heng's words, Ymir found them unbelievable. He thought Qin Heng couldn't understand Odin's level of power, so he endured the pain and mocked, "When you truly witness Odin's power, you'll realize how laughable your thoughts are!"
"Whether my thoughts are laughable, you are in no position to comnt, but I can confirm that your current thoughts are sowhat ridiculous." Qin Heng stepped on Ymir, chuckled lightly, and said, "Answer my question imdiately, or I won't hesitate to kill you and then extract your soul."
"Kill ?" Ymir suddenly lifted his head and looked towards Elisa, sneering, "You wouldn't dare to kill , would you! If I'm not mistaken, your purpose here is to rescue those turned into ice sculptures, right."
"You can save them!?" Upon hearing this, Elisa imdiately beca agitated, staring at Ymir and saying, "You are a Frost Giant, these people are frozen by frost, you must have a way, you definitely have a way!!"
"That's right, with just a simple move, these people could be restored, becoming just like normal people!" Ymir's mouth curled up in a sly smile, saying, "But if I die, these people will remain ice sculptures forever, with no possibility of returning to normal, not even the slightest chance, understood?"
Threat!
This was a threat, Ymir's words were a threat to Qin Heng!!
In Ymir's view, since Qin Heng's purpose was to save these people or so of them, he certainly wouldn't want them to die or encounter any accidents!!
In this way, he could make an issue of it, as long as it was clear that if he, Ymir, died, these people would die too, and he should be able to get through this crisis perfectly.
"Haha, foolish humans, as long as you have emotions that only such lower life forms possess, you can never win against the gods; trash will always be trash!"
Ymir sneered in his heart, waiting for Qin Heng to have no choice but to spare him. He even looked forward to seeing Qin Heng's expression at that ti, so excited that he suddenly pointed at Qin Heng and spoke.
Even as he lay on the ground under Qin Heng's foot, he still put on a proud look, saying, "Actually, letting these people go is not impossible, it's just that this person was too disrespectful to earlier, even shattered my true form and injured , which is a grave sin."
"So, what do you want?" Qin Heng asked coldly, his voice as emotionless as ice.
"This human indeed cares about this matter, so I've got him!" Ymir beca more complacent and excited upon hearing Qin Heng's response, and imdiately said:
"As long as you kneel before now, bowing for ten days and nights, I will consider forgiving your previous sins and then think about unfreezing those turned into ice sculptures.
Don't be unconvinced or harbor resentnt; you must know that this is my rciful decision, because your previous sins were too serious, this is my grace to you, understood?"
Crack!!
Just as Ymir finished speaking, a loud sound of bones cracking and flesh being crushed exploded together, and Ymir imdiately felt an extraordinarily violent pain flooding his body. Even with his Saint King level strength, he felt darkness before his eyes and nearly passed out.
It was a pain beyond words, and after a montary daze, Ymir realized that his waist had broken, completely severed. Not only the bones, but it should be considered a waist chop!!
His upper body and lower body were separated, with blood, bones, and flesh being crushed by Qin Heng's foot, sinking into the soil!
"This, too, is my grace to you!" Qin Heng looked down at Ymir, observing the disbelief on his face, and snorted coldly, "Understood!?"
Then, he raised his hand and grabbed!
Directly extracting Ymir's divine soul from his body!!
The palm was flickering with ghostly blue flas.
On the verge of soul-searching!
"No! Don't you want to save those people?!" Ymir cried out miserably, his divine soul struggling constantly.
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