In the distance, within the shroud of thunder, Song Zhong still stood there, straight and tall as a pine.
The terrible pain inside him was fading at an inconceivable speed.
At the same time, bolts of lightning inside his body had already begun racing through him, madly devouring and assimilating the foreign Lightning Power.
The ruler of this Sixty-Six Universe was indeed powerful, and that lightning truly was terrifying.
However, no matter how strong the other party's lightning was, it could not kill him completely in a single instant.
As long as it could not instantly kill him, the same lightning could no longer cause him any harm at all.
And almost at the same moment, even more spells came crashing down—lightning from the other cultivators of the opposing universe!
More lightning fell, striking his body.
The other party's Cosmos Ruler's lightning could not blast him to death, let alone the lightning of these other cultivators.
If these bolts of lightning could have merged into one with the opposing Cosmos Ruler's lightning and fallen at the same time to strike his body, perhaps they really might have instantly killed him. But now...
After these bolts of lightning had fallen once, when they fell again, they could no longer harm him.
Opposite him, one cultivator after another stared at the dazzling radiance still wrapped in bolt after bolt of lightning, but they soon noticed that something was wrong.
"Something's not right!"
"That cultivator—his aura is still there!"
"This... how is this possible?!"
"He was struck by the Ruler's Divine Lightning! Why is he fine?"
"He's only a Quasi-Saint! How can he block the Ruler's attack, and with only his fleshly body at that!"
"So many of our attacks fell, and we still didn't blast him to death!"
While they were still