Forcibly merged the two halves of his body together.
As the halves fused together, a voice rang out, "Very strange, odd indeed! Your level of cultivation and the intelligence I have, they don't match. So, have you been hiding your skills?"
The Divine Envoy's body returned to its original state.
As if he had never been wounded at all.
"Incorrect..." he murmured to himself, "The Great Revered One had told me that you have never concealed your abilities... He said that your cultivation could skyrocket to a very high level in a very short period of time."
The Divine Envoy furrowed his brow, "That is to say, in this short span of time, you've become even more powerful."
"It seems The Great Revered One was right."
"Among all the enemies, you, Daoist Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, are the most tricky one and also present the biggest threat to us."
He no longer wore even a hint of a smile.
Because he had realized that Fan Wu before him was slightly more formidable than he had imagined.
