Bang!
Before it could finish speaking, Lamborghini squeezed its way out with a Savage Ox Charge, jostling Wang Tie Zhu into a stumble against Ma Fei. It stared with wide bovine eyes, sizing Qin He up and down for a long while before asking, "Master, how come you're the same color as me?"
"Uh..."
Qin He rubbed his round belly and let out a long, smoke-belching burp. Ignoring Lamborghini, he entered the room, lay down on the bedding, and closed his eyes to rest.
For Qin He, the situation was a little "bad" right now.
The Heaven Punishing Thunder Tribulation had been far more powerful than Qin He had imagined. After one great whale-sucking, ox-drinking feast, good lord, even the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Art could not digest it all.
There was no need to mention how monstrous the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Art was, yet even its output still felt insufficient.
The excess thunder tribulation energy had accumulated inside Qin He and was rampaging everywhere, already suppressing his self-healing and many blessing-type enhancements. His usable strength had also been greatly affected.
Right now, Qin He could at most defeat seven Dao Palace Realm cultivators with one hand.
Any more than that would not do. He had to digest it first.
No matter what, he had to wait until he could defeat three Divine Bridge cultivators with one hand before going to the Heaven Punishing Bureau to pack up the spoils.
Otherwise, the risk was too great.
Those little bastards in the Heaven Punishing Bureau were sinister as hell. Who knew what other tricks they might have?
Caution could catch a Thousand-Autumn Cicada; careful sailing could last ten thousand years.
As for Qin He's breakthrough, after swallowing more than thirty Beast Crystals, he was only one footstep away from the major realm of the