Drawing Lightning to Temper the Body, Zi Yan's Request

"This Pill Lightning is far fiercer than what an ordinary Seventh-Grade Pill would bring!" Yao Lao looked up at the terrifying destructive force within the clouds and drew a sharp breath.

Boom!

After gathering strength, the thick black clouds erupted with a deafening rumble.

A silver bolt of Pill Lightning as thick as a bowl came straight down at Xiao Yan, carrying enough force to destroy everything in its path.

At the same time, Xiao Yan moved.

He neither dodged nor retreated. He tossed the Heaven Swallowing Python from his wrist to a safe distance, then kicked off the ground and shot upward, charging straight into the Berserk Pill Lightning.

He used no Dou Technique, drew no weapon, and made no unnecessary move. He met it head-on with his flesh and blood.

"Damn! Has that brat gone mad?" Yao Lao's jaw nearly hit the ground, and his voice went shrill.

That was lightning charged with destructive power, and Xiao Yan was taking it with his bare body?

Even knowing how many tricks Xiao Yan had up his sleeve, Yao Lao could not help worrying about him.

Then the lightning faded, and Yao Lao finally made out the figure standing firm in midair.

Not only was Xiao Yan unharmed, he did not have so much as a scrape.

The strike had reduced his upper garments to ash, exposing healthy wheat-colored skin that still shimmered with lightning.

Seeing him safe, Yao Lao breathed a sigh of relief and clicked his tongue in wonder. "With a body like that... someone's going to have a hard time of it one day."

With Xiao Yan's terrifying endowment, strength, and Physique, who in the world could withstand a single thrust from him?

While Yao Lao was privately making that remark, the heavy thunderclouds overhead showed no