His healing ability was so strong that even late-stage Monarchs would find it difficult to attain.
Besides, this was only a Tyrant Profound Weapon in the hands of a mid-stage Overlord.
It surprised him a little that this Fiend Dragon Solar Whip was able to leave a red mark on him… Of course, what he was surprised about was different than what everyone else was surprised about.
“You little hussy! I had been merciful to you, but you dare to lash me… If today I don’t lash you back, my surname will not be Yun!”
Yun Che gritted his teeth, flew up, and initiated an attack on Chiyang Yanwu. Dozens of Frozen End lotuses bloomed in the air, spinning as they pounded toward Chiyang Yanwu.
As the master of the Fiend Dragon Solar Whip, Chiyang Yanwu knew best about the power of the Tyrant Profound Weapon in her hand. When she saw Yun Che, who had merely complained that it hurt without bleeding a single drop after getting struck by the whip, it was the first time in her life that she felt so unsettled and worried… Usually, she would drag her father Chiyang Bailie to fight and exchange pointers. This whip on Chiyang Bailie’s body, was a similar red mark like that.
His body… for it to be comparable to Father’s…
That’s impossible! Absolutely impossible! He was only about twenty years old, and he seemed to be younger than herself… And her own father, was a Monarch who could look down on the heavens, how could they be compared with each other!
It must be because that lash wasn’t solid enough out of hurry… That must be it!
Chiyang Yanwu raised her head up high, held tightly onto her Fiend Dragon Solar Whip, as flames rose from her entire body. Following her deep roar, red scales appeared clearly on the back of both of her hands and above her forehead. Even her hair grew out speedily; in a blink of an eye, it was three times longer than before, and danced freely in the rising dragon flames.
The dragon aura around her, along with the flame aura, was completely doubled from before.