Seeing that Jiang Ping'an had been reduced to nothing but bones and internal organs yet still had not died, Zhao Yingpeng was filled with terror. On the surface, he laughed wildly. "There are still bones left. Your bones were given to you by me too!"
"I've returned all my skin, hair, blood, and flesh to you. What remains was bestowed by my mother—what does it have to do with you?" Jiang Ping'an said hoarsely.
His vocal cords and windpipe remained intact, so he could still speak.
The next moment, Jiang Ping'an used the Blood Rebirth divine ability.
For a time, countless golden lights bloomed all over his body. The light was so dazzling that people had no choice but to look away.
A moment later, the golden light slowly faded, revealing Jiang Ping'an's completely restored body.
Zhao Yingpeng's face was full of shock and disbelief. He refused to believe that what stood before him was real.
His earlier screaming and wild laughter had been partly to conceal the fear in his heart, and partly to provoke Jiang Ping'an into mutilating himself to death. Yet Jiang Ping'an had not died. In the blink of an eye, he had even recovered completely.
Now, Jiang Ping'an had not only avoided death and any grievous price, but had also severed their father-son relationship.
"Impossible! Impossible! This isn't real! He's only in the Dragon Transformation Realm—even those in the Law Manifestation Realm can't do this!" he cried out, nearly mad and unwilling to accept reality.
Xuan Ming, Xuan Zhen, Xuan Hai, and the others could not help feeling utterly shocked and astonished as well.
The Black Emperor and the Pudu Mountain Buddha Lord were not surprised. At their level, even if only a head remained, they could regrow an entire body.
In truth, they were