"Hnn, hnn, hnn... hnn—agh..."
Under the stimulation of the lightning, Chen Ming's body twitched involuntarily, and a series of low growls escaped him.
The cultivation system of the Douluo World primarily relied on soul power. Even a Titled Douluo's physical capabilities would decline drastically without soul power reinforcing their body.
To properly experience this lightning, Chen Ming withdrew some of his soul power after confirming the limits of what he could withstand. He used it only to protect his head and heart, then let his body bear the lightning drawn down by the Thunderclap Hell-Prison Vine.
Although the heavenly lightning the Thunderclap Hell-Prison Vine summoned was weaker than a true heavenly tribulation, Chen Ming was not using his soul power to resist it with all his strength. Instead, he carefully felt its power.
Thus, even though his mind remained perfectly steady, his body still twitched somewhat from the electric shocks, letting out instinctive growls.
"I wouldn't dare shock myself like that even while cultivating." Watching Chen Ming bear lightning with his flesh that he himself would not dare casually attempt to withstand even at full strength, Yu Yuanzhen felt his head spin. It was as though all his years of cultivation had gone to the dogs.
Use some soul power. Come on, use some soul power!
If you used even a little soul power, I could find an excuse. But you aren't releasing your martial soul or using soul power. You're taking those shocks with nothing but your flesh. You absolute beast, are you a hundred-thousand-year... no, a two-hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast taking human form just to toy with me?
The Thunderclap Hell-Prison Vine was unremarkable in defense, endurance, vitality, and similar areas. Its offensive power, however, was completely off the charts.
In theory, under the right conditions, the threat posed