Chapter 855
After the young man spat out a mouthful of blood, fine cracks appeared across his body and limbs, making him look as if he were about to shatter apart.
Through the response of his own divine power, he immediately realized that he had likely been struck by some kind of curse.
He also reacted quickly, guessing that someone had made use of the blood he had left behind outside.
In truth, others had tried such things before, yet they had never produced any effect on the Ipal Gods. This was because the Ipal Gods stood at the upper reaches of the hierarchy of power; lower-level forces naturally could not threaten them.
Moreover, when the Ipal Gods had still been a powerful whole, anyone daring to do this had basically been wiped out. Naturally, they had never needed to worry about it.
But things were different now. The one who had laid this curse was clearly no weaker than him in terms of power, perhaps even stronger, and there was no longer a mighty Ipal Gods to rely upon.
Yet it was not as though he had no means of saving himself.
He lowered his head. Golden light flashed in his eyes as he carved a divine symbol into the ground. Then he raised the Il Golden Spear, reversed its point, and stabbed it into his own chest!
A golden radiance like blazing aura flickered over the surface of his body. The ruptured areas closed once more, and even the blood and mangled tissue on the ground were gathered back into his body.
This was a kind of divine retracing, an ability possessed only by Upper Layer Ils. He could return his body to a stage in the past that he himself acknowledged. Any bodily wounds and mental pain