Chen Zhe looked at the spectacle in astonishment. Lord Tianyan gave a playful laugh: "If the heavenly lightning were only of that caliber, how could it manage to deter countless great cultivators?"
Lord Tianyan certainly had the credentials to say such things. Years ago, he had weathered eighty-one bolts of heavenly lightning over the course of several days with ease. In the end, he had even deliberately evaded the final strike. Despite possessing the power of an immortal, he remained in the mortal realm.
As the final bolt of heavenly lightning descended, Zhang Ruoling’s voice suddenly echoed from within Chen Zhe’s pocket world: "Sect Master, the twenty-five bolts of heavenly lightning have passed. We should prepare to leave."
Chapter 611