"I've seen even that kind of spectacle. What's a little commotion like this to me?"
Chen Kefa gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
With a thought, he deliberately lowered his defenses and instead used his mind to send a provocative signal toward the tribulation clouds above.
"Boom!"
As if enraged by his provocation, a dazzling white light suddenly flared within the tribulation clouds.
The next instant, a teal bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm came crashing down without any flourish, striking Chen Kefa squarely on the crown of his head.
There was no spray of blood. The lightning was like a frenzied electric serpent, burrowing into his body in an instant.
"Ugh—ah!"
Chen Kefa let out a suppressed growl. His muscles instantly tensed like iron and stone, his skin turning a bizarre shade of blue-violet as countless tiny arcs of electricity leaped and crackled across his pores.
This wasn't a gentle infusion of energy. It was a violent impact!
The power rampaged through his body. Wherever it passed, his meridians felt as if they were being scorched by flames, while his bones groaned under the strain.
The pain reached deep into his bones and tore at his soul!
Chen Kefa felt like a piece of raw iron tossed into a forge, being hammered by a thousand heavy mallets all at once.
The lightning wasn't just destroying his body; it was assaulting his will as well.
With every flicker of an electric arc, it was as if a sharp sword were churning through his mind, trying to shatter his consciousness completely.
Chen Kefa clung desperately to that sliver of clarity in his mind, fighting the urge to pass out.
Fortunately, the Azure Underworld Sword Art he had practiced was inherently aligned with lightning. Years