Watching the lightning thunder across the sky and the enormous beast of electricity loom above the clouds, baring its fangs and claws, Xiao Yan-the one in its sights-paled with fright, his lips trembling.
As he watched the lightning fill the sky, Yao Chen said gravely, "You can't dodge it. Don't even think about running. Your speed can never compare with lightning. Your only choice now is to grit your teeth and weather it head-on. Don't worry. I'll step in at the critical moment to keep you alive!"
Harnessing lightning from the sky and guiding it toward an enemy was a terrifying, downright insane idea!
Faced with Nalan Yanran's Lightning Release: Kirin, the experienced and knowledgeable Yao Chen immediately grasped the technique's structure and workings. The sheer genius of its creator's idea stunned him.
This technique required dark thunderclouds overhead and precise methods to control the lightning's speed and course. The slightest mistake would cause the lightning drawn from the sky to devour and destroy the caster first. It could well be called an ultimate move with an extraordinarily high level of risk.
Fortunately, this was merely lightning from an ordinary storm, so its lethality was not all that great. Nalan Yanran had also deliberately restrained its power. Had it been a special form of heavenly lightning, such as pill tribulation lightning, even a Dou Zun-or a still higher-ranked Dou Sheng-might have risked death.
Having already decided to expend his soul power to protect Xiao Yan, Yao Chen sighed deeply inwardly. He had practically come to regard Xiao Yan as his own son, and the young man's maddeningly straightforward nature gave him no end of headaches. Still, he himself had once drawn the same clear distinction between kindness and grudges, until that unfilial wretch stabbed him in the back and left