"What the hell?" True Venerable Qigou had just arrived near the battlefield and hidden himself when he saw this scene, and he could not help but stare in dumbfounded shock.
"My divine ability was learned just like that?"
"It is not your divine ability," True Venerable Xiwu said calmly from not far away.
When it came to distinguishing illusions, she was an ancestral-grandmaster-level existence. Though the white light was not an illusion, the relevant differences could not fool her.
"Though your divine ability carries warmth, it also carries a twilight air. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that. It can effectively strike at the enemy's morale."
"The light he released is Cold Flame, with warmth born naturally from within, and it does not affect Han Li's Extreme Cold Field!"
It had to be admitted that her observation was truly meticulous, accurately pointing out the differences between them.
"All right," True Venerable Qigou had no choice but to concede. "I was dazzled by it. How did I never know before that he had a trick like this?"
"A method specifically targeting Heavenly Demons," Xiwu sighed softly, thought for a moment, then spoke. "Perhaps he researched it on the spot?"
"No. Way. Right?" True Venerable Qigou only felt as if his entire worldview had been shattered. "He's that stunningly talented?"
The other party's art could cause even greater damage to Heavenly Demons than his own divine ability, as if it were made specifically for them.
And yet he knew very well just how many years of insight and accumulation it had taken him to cultivate his divine ability.
Was this world still one he could understand?
Han Li, however, was not very surprised by Qu Jianlei's move. After he let out a soft sigh, he asked aloud.
"You saved those demonized people