Now Ymir no longer had the prestige and dominance he had moments 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 numerous Star Regions, be defeated by a mere human? A human only at the level of a Saint, not even a Great Saint?
This was simply too unbelievable!
If someone 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!
