"It hurts... It hurts so damn much..."
Lěng Yè's throat was already hoarse, as if scorched by a blazing fire. Every inch of his skin turned to charred ash under the bombardment of the lightning, only to regenerate anew through the flow of Spiritual Power—like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, struggling to be reborn from destruction.
"Is that... really all you've got? Hahaha! Come at me again!"
Chapter 1350