But Yan Chihuo was different. He possessed an Undying Body and could use his flesh to withstand the enemy's attacks head-on. Afraid that the lightning would destroy him in a single blow, he covered himself with the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword and the Five Peaks Heaven-Burning Wind-Rending Diagram.
Thunder roared wildly upon that thunder mountain, ceaselessly ravaging Yan Chihuo's entire body. His Undying Body continually restored his flesh, while his mana was rapidly depleted on one side and swiftly replenished on the other.
This truly made Yan Chihuo suffer beyond measure. He felt lightning raging through every inch of him, inside and out—pain a thousand, ten thousand times worse than being sliced by a thousand blades.
After a while, Yan Chihuo secretly realized something was wrong. Though the power of the lightning had weakened, his recovery of mana was beginning to fall behind. Gritting his teeth, he made the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword and Demon Dragon Claw blaze with light, actually drawing the lightning power into these two treasures.
This was, in truth, a tremendous gamble: a wager that these two treasures could absorb most of the lightning without suffering damage themselves. If they could, Yan Chihuo would survive this Five Thunders tribulation, and afterward he could think of a way to purge the lightning power contained within them.
If the two treasures were damaged by absorbing the lightning, Yan Chihuo's soul would certainly be harmed as well, and this Five Thunders tribulation would scatter his soul to the winds. Yan Chihuo had no other choice. At worst, he would merely fail the tribulation.
These two treasures truly were extraordinary. The lightning power was immediately drawn into them. Before Yan Chihuo could breathe a sigh of relief, however, he inwardly cried out in alarm. He had sensed the