This was a terrifying situation. If his attempt to absorb the lightning failed and it exploded, he would be left half crippled.
Especially amid the heavenly tribulation, with endless bolts crashing down, the danger was already extreme. One careless move would destroy both his body and soul!
Thus, he swiftly suppressed it, dispersed it, and healed his wounds, doing everything he could to keep his inner world from shattering.
Then he used his flesh to withstand the lightning filling the sky, placing himself beneath the heavenly tribulation once more and suffering grievous wounds over and over.
"Pfft!"
Lin Fan coughed up mouthfuls of blood. Bloody holes pierced straight through his body, but he had no better option. He could only hope to endure.
Yet his earlier actions had been audacious, defying heaven itself as he exploited the lightning tribulation to take a shortcut toward his own success.
As a result, the lightning grew even fiercer, as though he had enraged the heavens, which now sought to annihilate him in one stroke.
Lin Fan gave it his all, but his body was still riddled with wounds. Fragments of bone exploded in every direction, leaving him in a wretched state.
"Ah... am I going to die here? I can't accept this!" he cried bitterly, struggling to extricate himself from this peril.
But he was helpless. He truly could think of no solution. His essence, qi, and spirit were weakening, his will was wavering, and he felt powerless to turn the tide.
"No, I have to survive this!" Divine light blazed in Lin Fan's eyes. He kept holding on, unwilling to give up-and unable to give up.
As long as he had a single breath left, as long as he lived in this world, he would fight the heavens to the very end.