The old evil, who had a large hole in his chest, suddenly started laughing uncontrollably, laughing so hard he rocked back and forth. The large hole in his chest didn't bleed, but instead, countless light threads emerged from the wound, tangled together, repaired the hole, and restored it instantly.
"Li Boyang, you're too arrogant. This world isn't as simple as you think." The old evil's lips curled into a cruel smile, his body moved as well. Although his speed wasn't as fast as the president's, it was astonishingly quick, like a celestial being or a devil moving, as he pressed a palm towards the president's chest with heavy illusions.
The president seemed to not move at all; the old evil's hand, glowing with evil light, pressed against his chest, but it passed straight through.
The president's figure disappeared from its spot and reappeared behind the old evil, coldly saying, "To me, you're no different than an infant."
