Dust filled the sky.
Thunder serpents surged.
Everyone looked toward the center of the pit, seemingly wanting to see if Fuhua Immortal Emperor was alright.
After all, that bolt of lightning had struck him undeniably.
"Cough, cough!"
Just as everyone held their breath, filled with worry.
A voice rang out, followed by a figure wobbly standing up.
Fuhua Immortal Emperor was not dead!
All around, people were suddenly filled with excitement, especially the disciples of Shendang Mountain, who nearly shed tears.
Some female disciples could no longer hold back their flowing tears.
Nonetheless, at this moment, Fuhua Immortal Emperor appeared utterly wretched.
The Divine Armor on his body was completely black.
His injuries were extremely severe.
Blood continuously coughed out from his mouth.
The surrounding crowd was astonished.
Could this Divine Thunder really be that terrifying?
To have injured the first-ranked on the God-Emperor ranking to such an extent.
