At this moment, Zhang Chen, hiding within the ice, looked at the man enveloped in a yellow glow, his eyes showing a hint of disbelief: "That glow? The Light of the True God? How could there be another Light of the True God in this world besides mine?"
"No, that isn't the Light of the True God! If my color is bright yellow, a vibrant yellow, then the other's is merely a pale yellow; there's simply no comparison. It's like the difference between a counterfeit and an original!" Zhang Chen scrutinized a few more times and noticed something amiss.
Although the colors are similar, there is a significant difference. At least, his Light of the True God doesn't have the means to leave the body and fly, nor does it counteract the effect of the Jia Wood Celestial Thunder.
