With a wave of his hand, Zhu Que reinforced the protective barrier, forcibly shielding Zhu Lei Huang from the remaining Calamity Thunder. His expression was somewhat unpleasant as he examined his disciple's miserable condition.
However, his concern had nothing to do with affection or the bond between master and disciple.
He simply couldn't afford to let Zhu Lei Huang die.
After all, Zhu Lei Huang was his gateway to the Lower Realm's enormous cultivation resources. Through his disciple, Zhu Que had enjoyed countless banquets, extravagant luxuries, women, and an endless supply of treasures and cultivation resources.
If Zhu Lei Huang died, all of that would come to an end.
He had no intention of allowing such a thing to happen.
"Useless fool! What were you thinking, trying to withstand Calamity Thunder in your condition?"
Zhu Que cursed as he poured more spiritual energy into the barrier.
