Chen Wang refined the insights he had gained this time and benefited immensely. His cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.
Most importantly, both his Primordial Spirit and physical body had improved, becoming exceptionally sturdy.
Now that Chen Wang had endured the lightning tribulation, his Primordial Spirit could leave his body and withstand lightning tribulations on its own. One had to know that against the terrifying violet-gold lightning tribulation from before, a single bolt would have severely wounded him.
Just three bolts, and Chen Wang would not even have been able to run. He would have been struck dead on the spot!
Although Chen Wang's Primordial Spirit had been tough before, it had still been somewhat inferior to his physical body.
But things were different now. Chen Wang's Primordial Spirit was far more solid, and with his cultivation greatly increased, wielding several Dharma treasures had become increasingly effortless.
Delighted, he returned to Thunder Marsh.
This time, Chen Wang appeared directly in the depths of the great marsh, where he had departed before.
Chen Wang's heart stirred, and he instinctively circulated his Dharma power to defend himself, yet no lightning tribulation descended.
Rolling black clouds filled the sky, dense and heavy, giving Chen Wang an intensely oppressive feeling.
Yet upon entering this world made purely of the Thunder Dao, Chen Wang strangely felt a sense of familiarity. Perhaps he had simply been struck by lightning too many times.
Suddenly, Chen Wang sensed a dense murderous aura. Behind him appeared two pairs of blood-moon-like eyes, horrifying beyond measure.
Chen Wang turned to look, only for a world-destroying bolt of lightning to blast straight at him from behind.
Chen Wang was startled and defended with all his strength. The impact drove him continuously backward, shredding all his clothes and leaving him naked, his powerful