The spear pierced through Chen Nan's chest, and the blood-stained spear tip was slowly dripping with blood.
Lei Zhen, who had succeeded, laughed triumphantly, his expression ferocious: "Heh, did you really think I would perish together with you? I am the Little Thunder God, born with a Thunder Spirit Root, destined to stand at the pinnacle of the Cultivation World!"
"And you, you're just a nobody, destined to be trampled under my feet!"
Chen Nan panted heavily, slowly straightening his body, his hands suddenly gripping the pierced spear tip.
"A nobody only deserves to be trampled underfoot? No, the anger of a nobody will burn everything to ashes!"
He roared, unexpectedly pulling the spear out of his body, blood spurting out instantly.
This scene left Lei Zhen stunned, "You...are you still human?!"
Watching Chen Nan walk towards him step by step, he fearfully wanted to retreat but suddenly found that his body couldn't move.
At some point, black flames appeared on his shadow.
