"Brat, how dare you deceive me! This divine ability of yours is certainly not the Great Divine Art of Five-Colored Light!"
The Battle Saint Ape stood beneath the starry sky. Layer upon layer of new flesh sprouted along his wounds, spreading constantly in an attempt to heal them, yet a brilliant layer of five-colored light kept circulating over the injuries.
No sooner had his wounds healed than they broke down again, creating a vicious cycle.
Drip!
Drip!
Drop after drop of black blood trickled from his wounds, spilling into the starry expanse.
The Battle Saint Ape stared fixedly at the five beams of divine light above Jiang Yan's head, his eyes brimming with fury as he roared:
"You whelp, you deceived me! When I roamed the world unchallenged, I fought masters of the Buddhist Sect head-on and experienced the true Great Divine Art of Five-Colored Light!"
"The Great Divine Art of Five-Colored Light is indeed extraordinary, possessing boundless might and capable of sweeping away all things beneath heaven, but even it lacks the power of this divine ability of yours!"
At this point, the Battle Saint Ape glanced at his right hand again. It was already empty.
The innate divine weapon that had accompanied him for countless years, the Black-Gold Iron Staff, had been utterly annihilated.
This was no illusion.
Many years ago, when the Battle Saint Ape wreaked havoc across the heavens, he had fought a great battle against the Buddhist Sect's Peacock Buddha Venerable.
Although the Peacock Buddha Venerable's Great Divine Art of Five-Colored Light had made the Battle Saint Ape deeply wary, it could only inflict minor injuries on him, barely harming his Innate Battle Body.
That was precisely why, upon seeing Jiang Yan unleash a similar divine ability, he had felt no fear—and consequently suffered a