Chen Fan's entire body ached violently, and he convulsed without stop.
It was merely because he had deduced that existence and been glanced at by the Lightning Eye.
The White Emperor Armor had been as good as nonexistent, utterly useless.
"Even if the White Emperor Armor were intact, it would only be a nine-star Dao artifact. Its effectiveness against attacks from a Demon God King would be greatly reduced, let alone against something higher—an ultimate..."
This was the gap between levels of power.
No matter how many Origin Crystals Chen Fan had to support the White Emperor Armor's consumption, it would be of little use.
He activated the power of the Origin Pearl.
A great deal of Origin Energy continuously surged into his body. Only after a long while did Chen Fan regain feeling in his body.
Chen Fan stood up, excitement and sharpness gleaming in his eyes.
His Thunder Method, which had reached the forty-third layer, had risen continuously and unexpectedly broken through to the fourteenth level. Even his idle cultivation efficiency had increased considerably.
More importantly, at this very moment, the image of the Lightning Eye still flickered unceasingly in his mind. Just like the scene of the Primordial Sword that Yang had left deep within his sea of consciousness, it could help Chen Fan comprehend and improve for a long time.
Of course, the Lightning Eye brought him not only benefits, but also persistent damage. Yet for the current Chen Fan, the chance to preserve his true body's life was far more important than this bit of injury.
Furthermore, the improvement of his various lightning-type secret arts and divine abilities would likewise bring him deeper comprehension of the Great Dao of Lightning and the Thunder Method.
Not knowing how long the Lightning Eye could last, Chen Fan