Dongfang Da Qian's body reacted naturally in his fury. His wounds squeezed shut and fused together, healing on their own.
But something strange happened. The wound would not heal. With the physical strength of a Heavenly Sect expert, he was actually helpless against a wound no larger than a palm.
One had to know that from Strong Martial to Grandmaster, the golden body underwent transformation and had already reached the realm of "standing equal to Heaven and Earth, a universe unto oneself."
This body breathed in wind, rain, and mist, roamed alongside thunder, heavenly fire, and had already touched upon a trace of the artistic conception of "immortality."
So-called immortality did not merely mean that the body was difficult to injure. It also meant extraordinary regenerative power, immunity to all poisons, plagues, and the like in this world.
But true immortality belonged only to Martial Saints. No matter how close a Heavenly Sect expert came, there would still be flaws.
The wound on Dongfang Da Qian's face was an injury designed specifically to target a Heavenly Sect body. It could not even heal on the spot.
Waves of agonizing pain struck his face. He could clearly sense a tenacious force resisting his body's regenerative power.
"What kind of method is this?"
Of course, Zhou You would not tell him that this was merely a minor application of the Time Butterfly. This wound had fallen into the future and was taking effect every moment.
From a microscopic perspective, once Dongfang Da Qian's wound healed, it would trigger the condition of the "future," and the wound would automatically reappear.
No matter how many times he healed it, the wound would ultimately split open again.
Before comprehending the Da Qian Seal, Zhou You could at most prolong the power of an attack, transforming