"Hiss... it really is different..."
Ye Fei's eyes widened. Even with spiritual energy covering them, he could not stop a haze of blood from forming over his eyes.
The golden tribulation lightning struck, passed through the surface of the Dragon Egg, and then traveled into his body.
As the thunder tribulation enveloped him, everyone else could see that he looked as though he wore a suit of golden armor.
Yet to Ye Fei, it felt as though hundreds of millions of needles formed from tribulation lightning had pierced through his pores and then seeped into his meridians.
The pain was real, but once it passed, it seemed to have caused no fundamental damage beyond a little "indigestion."
But this was only the first bolt. Just as the golden light on the surface of his body dimmed a little, another bolt struck.
Neither fast nor slow, it was as though it were deliberately watching how well Ye Fei adapted, only appearing again once it was certain nothing would go wrong...
"The Little Dragon Cub has it easy now, but the Wind God might take a huge loss!"
The Elf Queen did not even need to look up. With a sweep of her spiritual awareness, she already knew what was happening.
This was her first time seeing someone undergo a tribulation this way, and it seemed quite effective.
For Long Heng, he had taken every bolt himself, which might count as a loophole in the rules.
But after he took it, who had used up the lightning afterward, and how exactly should that be counted?
Regardless of how the aftermath was counted, the Wind God's son had completed his tribulation under Ye Fei's protection, so that debt would grow considerably again.
Watching the Wind God's debts pile up before her eyes, the