"Who gave you the courage to speak to me in such a manner?"
Qin Heng looked at the manifested form of Amaterasu, his gaze calm, like a still ancient well, akin to the lofty will of Heaven looking down upon the ants of the Mortal World, and said indifferently, "Little god of the human realm, what do you think you are?"
Amaterasu was intimidated by Qin Heng's gaze and felt a trace of fear within her heart; it was a fear that stemmed from the depths of her soul, from the very essence of her life!
It was as if the man standing before her was not just an Innate Grandmaster but some grand being beyond her imagination!
However, Amaterasu was, after all, a Great Saint-level entity. Even though her current form was conjured from a strand of hair and her strength was only comparable to that of a High Order Saint due to the previous damage to her hair—far from her peak—she was inherently superior!
