The First Time I Led an Army into Battle Alone, I Ran Into a Tough Opponent Like Bai Yuchan (Continued)

But nothing happened...

Nothing at all...

The lightning pillar struck that golden arm as though it had slammed into Acala's adamantine wall.

Lightning scattered in all directions, electric arcs racing wildly.

But Wu Song did not budge in the slightest.

That Samantabhadra Golden Arm steadily held up the heavenly lightning. As golden light flowed across it, the thunderbolts were dissolved layer by layer, extinguished, and swallowed.

Then everything returned to calm.

"..."

The entire grotto-heaven fell silent for a moment as well.

Zhang Fei's mouth hung wide enough to fit an egg inside.

Zhao Yun's grip on his spear loosened by half an inch, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The golden body of a Buddhist Bodhisattva... its defensive power was actually this formidable?

A heavenly lightning strike unleashed with Heavenly Lord Xin's full strength, under the official decree of the Heavenly Court's Thunder Department.

And it had been casually blocked by a single arm?

Without so much as a scratch?

Zos Omog had thought it would witness the heavenly lightning it had summoned directly strike this reckless Wayfarer dead.

It had never expected this outcome, and stood there dumbfounded for a moment.

But it quickly came to its senses and snapped in fury:

"Even if you were lucky enough to block one bolt of lightning, what about ten?!

Can you block those too?"

The fiery brush moved again, and the Thunder Register turned another page.

The second bolt, the third, the fourth...

Lightning filled the sky, pouring down like a torrential rain!

Every bolt carried the force of orthodox heavenly lightning, every bolt bearing the might of heavenly punishment.

Wu Song raised his head and watched the lightning pillars descend from the heavens.

The corner of his mouth slowly curled upward.

It was a... long-lost, utterly exhilarating smile.

The golden