Old Friends

The thunder ceased, the clouds dispersed, the mist cleared, and the wind and rain died down.

Zheng Zetian collapsed into the enormous crater blasted open by the thunderfire.

That last move had truly been everything he had, a full-power attack. It had melted the meridians and flesh throughout his body, burning him until he looked like a charred log of firewood.

Whether true Nascent Soul or Fake Nascent Soul, everything had burned away, leaving not a trace.

He had yet to crumble away and reincarnate through self-disintegration, and still had a clear mind to endure this agonizing half-dead state, purely because someone was still alive.

Nearby, disciples of Ink Bamboo Mountain were chanting the Taishan Scripture, continuously pouring life force and magic power into him to keep him alive. That was the only reason Zheng Zetian could still hold on.

Unfortunately, it was no use anymore.

He had lost.

In the struggle against fate, even the slightest shortfall meant failure.

Who would have thought Jade Chan would be even more reckless than he was, rushing forward to draw the lightning and sacrificing her life in the process?

If it had been Yan Xingyun undergoing the tribulation, that would have been one thing. But why would she go this far for this lion...?

And so the thunder magic, fueled by the full power of Zheng Zetian and the two thousand Ink Bamboo Mountain disciples gathered across the mountain, had fallen just a little short of completely destroying its core.

Thus, the Demon God's flesh, reduced to scraps by the thunder array, gathered and took shape once more, transforming into a burly man with wild hair streaming and lightning coiling around him!

The Nine Bend Demon Lion! He had survived the heavenly thunder tribulation and been born into this age of great