Chapter 671: An ambush at Thunder Prison Peak.
Xia Fanbai watched tensely as the savage lightning exploded. Its power could cleave mountains and shatter stone; even from more than ten li away, he could still feel its terror.
Could Fang Mo withstand lightning this powerful?
At last, the lightning dispersed, revealing a figure standing at its center. Xia Fanbai's heart clenched.
Fang Mo was charred black all over, without a single patch of intact skin visible. He was blacker than coal, and smoke still rose from his body.
More importantly, Fang Mo stood utterly motionless. Had he been burned to a crisp?
Xia Fanbai's heart tightened. Ignoring the scattered arcs of electricity, he hurried toward Fang Mo. The sight of more lightning gathering overhead made his scalp prickle, but he gritted his teeth and sped over anyway.
Finally, he reached Fang Mo. He could not sense even the faintest trace of life from him, as though Fang Mo had become a lump of charcoal.
"No, he can't be dead!"
A sharp pain struck Xia Fanbai's heart. It was not that he shared a particularly deep bond with Fang Mo, but Fang Mo was a heaven-blessed genius. The death of such a martial artist would be far too great a waste.
Crack!
Just then, a crisp sound suddenly came from Fang Mo's body. Xia Fanbai hurriedly looked over.
The charred skin on Fang Mo cracked and fell away in flakes, revealing smooth, translucent skin like polished jade beneath. Then the burnt skin on his face and the rest of his body began rapidly peeling away.
The powerful vitality within Fang Mo seemed to awaken anew. Xia Fanbai could almost hear his blood surging.
"He's not dead! He really is alive!"
Joy suddenly flooded Xia Fanbai's heart, and excitement spread across his