Lightning Rod, Power Bank
If the danger had come from something else, Jun Changxiao might have taken it seriously. But the only thing blocking the way was thunderclouds, so he did not care at all.
Not to mention that he had a lightning rod, Li Qingyang alone could handle it easily after fusing with the Five Thunder Body.
"Ah."
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "No challenge at all."
"..."
The Old Man's expression became wonderfully complex.
"Young friend, these Nine Layered Thundercloud Layer were nurtured by the universe itself. The thunder power within grows stronger when it encounters strength. We..."
"Fly through it."
Jun Changxiao cut him off.
"Whoosh----" The Eternal Ship started up again, though it was not moving very fast.
"Young friend!"
The terror in the Old Man's eyes was even greater than before. Clearly, the Nine Layered Thundercloud Layer had left him with unforgettable, painful memories.
Boom!
Boom!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared within the clouds, as though they sensed something approaching. Each strike was stronger than the last.
"Young friend, you must not act rashly!" the Old Man urged. But he soon widened his eyes, because a sword-bearing man had appeared out of thin air at the ship's prow outside the cockpit.
In such a harsh environment, someone actually dared to strike a pose. Was he not afraid of being struck by lightning?
Boom!
Boom!
Suddenly, dozens of bolts shot out from the clouds.
Their target was obvious: the sword-browed, star-eyed man standing at the bow.
It's over, it's over!
The Old Man howled inwardly.
If they had merely flown through in the Warship, they might have had a chance of making it across. But now... they had been completely locked onto.
Clang!
At that moment, the valiant man standing at the bow drew