In the instant he spoke with the system, Xia Ping did not stop attacking. He threw a punch that struck the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint's head, instantly smashing it apart like a watermelon.
Yet the next second, its head rapidly regenerated.
Boom!
Xia Ping formed his hand into a blade, and a streak of silver saber light blasted forth, peerlessly sharp. In an instant, it severed both of the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint's arms at the waist, leaving smooth cuts as blood splattered everywhere.
But after merely one breath, both arms grew back from the wounds. Countless flesh tissues regenerated madly as origin energy from the depths of the void flowed into the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint's body, replenishing its missing essence of flesh and blood.
Bang!
Xia Ping sent another kick flying out, heavy and forceful, like a Divine Elephant incarnate trampling upon a planet. It slammed viciously into the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint's body, unleashing a terrifying impact.
At once, the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint's body shattered into pieces and was blasted into a pulp of flesh.
Yet within a few breaths, that lump of flesh began to squirm rapidly and returned to its original form. Even the blood that had splashed away seemed alive, swiftly flowing back into its original body.
"Haha, foolish mortal, it's useless. Your attacks are completely useless. Just obediently accept death. This is the gap between you and a Saint—the insurmountable gulf that mortals can never cross."
The Curse-Slaying Demon Saint was smug beyond measure, utterly rampant.
With every attack, Xia Ping smashed the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint's head, its left arm, its right leg, its heart, or any other part of its body, yet it was all in vain. Within a few breaths, everything rapidly regenerated.
No divine ability attack could kill the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint.
Destroying its