Countless bolts of lightning rained down like a furious storm upon Ha Luosa's position, unleashing an endless, deafening roar.
The blinding lightning illuminated the area as brightly as day. The destructive energy fluctuations made the entire Underground Base tremble, sending fragments of rock cascading from the walls.
Yet what was chilling was that, at the center of those savage strikes powerful enough to flatten mountains, Ha Luosa's figure beneath his gray cloak stood firm as a rock, utterly unmoved.
The gray deathly aura around him was like the sturdiest barrier. Though countless bolts of lightning struck it, they merely sent faint ripples across its surface and failed to harm him in the slightest.
But Zhang Geyang was, after all, a genuine Level 99 Quasi-God.
No matter how great the disparity between his foundation and Ha Luosa's, when fighting with his life on the line, he still possessed a threat that could not be underestimated.
At this moment, he was drawing upon the power of his formidable Spirit Soul, the Thunder Hell Vine!
For the vast majority of Soul Masters, they had likely never even heard of this Spirit Beast, much less subdued one as a Spirit Soul.
This was a terrifying existence that had stood at the pinnacle of the plant-type Spirit Beast hierarchy from the moment of its birth, naturally endowed with intelligence.
It grew within the Deadly Domain of lightning, developing by absorbing Thunderclap Power. Every lightning strike only made it stronger.
After a hundred years of cultivation, it could actively summon lightning. After ten thousand years, it could alter the weather, create thunder pools, and destroy an entire region!
Yet lightning was both its making and its undoing.
Because the Thunderclap Power it absorbed was too violently compressed, the overwhelming majority of Thunder Hell Vines would self-destruct