Innate Thunder Pool

Over there, Qin Yi's coolness lasted less than a second.

Having just used Ground Shrinking to an Inch and stepped beyond the bounds of that peculiar cave, he had barely caught sight of the vast space before him when a barrage of lightning came crashing down on his head.

Qin Yi instinctively released a shield of Gale Qi to block it, but it unexpectedly had no effect at all. He was struck head-on.

"..." Qin Yi, blackened like a charcoal man, blinked.

The Black Fur Ball in his arms blinked too.

The scene was remarkably unified and harmonious, giving them the air of master and servant.

Fortunately, although the lightning could not be blocked, it caused Qin Yi almost no harm.

The new Myriad Demons Magic Robe was absurdly powerful.

The instant the lightning touched it, it was absorbed and dissolved completely, guided into the ground. Only a little superficial damage remained; he looked pitch-black, but it was really nothing.

A Formless-grade magic robe had resistance so outrageously high that whether it was the five elements, physical force, or all manner of wondrous and strange arts, it could withstand them all. With this robe alone, one could swagger through many places sideways.

The lightning continued without end. Speechless, Qin Yi raised the Jianmu Bark Shield above himself.

This time, it was a complete counter. A wooden treasure did not conduct electricity, isolating it utterly and completely. With the refraction effect added by the Clam Clan, the lightning was ricocheted everywhere, dancing like silver snakes. The sight was truly magnificent.

Qin Yi felt as though he were hiding beneath an umbrella, filled with an inexplicable sense of security.

The dog could not help laughing. "Qin Yi, you look best like this."

"You mean the Black Fur Ball looks best?" Qin Yi