"But you are still a step away from Dao Heart Clarity, yet to reach the realm where Daoist Skill flows freely with intention, still bearing a trace of stagnation and sluggishness."
"Since you, Mr. Lei, have crossed paths with Mr. Jiang, you should understand the meaning behind my words."
Lei Chuyu, collapsed on the ground, merely moved a finger.
His upper clothes had completely exploded, leaving only a few strips of tattered fabric hanging on his body. The pants and shoes also hadn't been spared, burned by lightning and now stuck to his flesh, looking somewhat gruesome.
The purple thunder patterns that covered his body had completely disappeared, leaving behind charred black grooves, making him look as if he had been electrocuted, terrifying and unrecognizable as the dashing, handsome young man he once was.
"You, you..."
The cracked, blackened lips buzzed.
