Without giving him much time to catch his breath, the second bolt of lightning quickly gathered and struck.
Li Jinchu stood outside the barrier, chin raised, looking up at the person suspended in mid-air.
The preparations took a lot of time. Although the sky was obscured by the clouds, it should be dusk by now.
Ji Mofan's robes weren't particularly brightly colored, but at this moment they became the only splash of light in this gloomy world. Like clouds about to be swallowed by the night, they burned brilliantly.
As Li Jinchu watched Ji Mofan withstand one lightning tribulation after another, his already weak body became even more ashen. Several times he couldn't help but want to make a move, but he was defeated by Ji Mofan's eyes, which reflected nothing but the tribulation clouds.
Ji Mo Fan is a really strange person.
He'll be the first to take a shortcut when there's one available, but when faced with a real shortcut, he learns to make things difficult for himself.
He could have easily become a Nascent Soul cultivator without any harm if he had stayed inside the barrier.
But Ji Mo Fan insisted on going to fight the lightning tribulation.
...Never mind, he's not really going to die anyway, let him do whatever he wants.
When Ji Mo Fan received the seventh tribulation lightning, he felt somewhat powerless.
His meridians, which had not been properly repaired, were starting to leak again. The power in his mind kept dissipating through those small gaps. The amount wasn't large, but it was really annoying.
Blood seeped out again from the capillaries. This time, there was no water to wash it away. The first thing to be stained red was the piece of silk ribbon he used to tie his hands.
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