The entire world trembled amidst the thunder, as the sea around the deserted island was forced down by tens of meters from the sudden impact, revealing the wet rocks at the island's base.
Amidst the flickering lightning, Xiaobao gave it his all to resist. His eyes turned red, and the surrounding array was shattered in an instant, while even the top-grade spiritual artifacts on him couldn't withstand it for a few seconds before being melted by the terrifying lightning.
"Zizi!"
Continuous cries of agony came from Xiaobao's mouth. Around him, golden, green, and purple lights intertwined chaotically. Even from a distance, Ye Tian could sense that Xiaobao was at the brink of life and death, his heart in his throat.
The incredibly resilient fur was torn apart by the divine thunder. Under the power of this final divine thunder, Xiaobao's once mighty fur felt as fragile as paper, unable to withstand the ravage of the lightning.
