As he watched the third bolt of lightning begin to gather, Jiang Chen hurried to recover his Soul Power.
After the second bolt, less than a third of the Soul Power in his body remained.
About ten minutes later, the third bolt of lightning came down.
Though the armor still blocked most of it, this bolt was far more powerful than the one before. It still left Jiang Chen in unbearable agony.
The fourth bolt.
The fifth.
The sixth...
With each successive bolt, the lightning grew more terrifying. Even the little that seeped into Jiang Chen's body made him convulse and twitch all over. Words couldn't describe the sensation.
Though it hurt, the farther he got, the more he realized he seemed to be growing fond of being struck by lightning. The few minutes after each bolt were especially pleasant.
Do I have a masochistic streak? Jiang Chen thought, torn between laughter and tears.
When the seventh bolt dissipated, there wasn't a shred of Soul Power left in his body. It had been completely drained.
But the Tribulation Cloud above him still hadn't dispersed, and Jiang Chen's heart grew heavier.
Just when it rains, it pours. As he did his best to recover his Soul Power, the armor covering him suddenly vanished, leaving his body completely exposed.
"I'm done for!" He felt disaster closing in.
As panic seized him, the eighth bolt crashed down with a roar, showing no mercy.
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The Soul Power he had just recovered was pitifully meager. The instant the thunderbolt entered his body, the ripping pain nearly made Jiang Chen black out on the spot.
Without the armor's protection, the several-times-stronger lightning rampaged through him with brute force.
In less than a moment, the lightning had wrecked his meridians. His body