"Young Master! Don't be rash!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice shook the air, filled with anxiety and anguish.
With that, he charged forward first.
Everyone around him felt their hearts surge and their eyes redden, deeply moved by the sight.
Their Young Master, who usually seemed so youthful, was actually willing to risk himself to hold up the sky for them.
Such profound devotion filled every heart with indescribable gratitude and reverence.
Yet alarm bells of reason rang in everyone's minds.
Even battle-hardened Titled Douluo like them could barely withstand a fraction of that strike.
How could their Young Master... possibly emerge unscathed?
At that thought, fear and unease spread like ice.
If anything happened to their Young Master, all of them would face an unprecedented crisis.
That heavy sense of responsibility drove the other five Titled Douluo to make the same decision.
They sprang forward like five streaks of lightning, following closely behind Golden Crocodile Douluo.
They vowed to withstand the impending catastrophe together, to keep their Young Master safe.
Just as the six tried to approach, brilliant purple lightning erupted around Chen Jue, instantly binding them tightly like a cage.
The lightning not only imprisoned them but also became merciless lashes, striking their bodies viciously.
Every lash brought piercing screams and pain that tore at their hearts and lungs.
Fortunately, this lightning was merely a wisp of the residual divine thunder within the rampaging thunderstorm.
Otherwise, the six would likely have been reduced to ashes beneath the lightning, with not a single survivor.
Chen Jue's expression remained perfectly calm, as though that overwhelming thunder had not stirred so much as a ripple in the lake of his heart.
It was all thanks to the Red Flame Ice Scale Armor on his body, shimmering with a strange luster.
It silently