Chapter 4713 — Struck by Lightning
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At that, Wei Zhao hastily used his divine sense to look inward, and what he saw made his tongue cleave to his palate. There was still not the slightest sensation anywhere in his body, and every so often he could see dangerous arcs of electricity go leaping past. Wherever those arcs passed, flesh and blood were left charred black; the fragile meridians especially, once an arc swept across them, burst on the spot without exception.
Wei Zhao watched in horror. At this rate his body would be burned to a cinder any minute now. Was he from this point on to be like the ghost thing, clinging to life with nothing but his primordial spirit?
Anyone else seeing such a sight would most likely have been frightened to death.
But Wei Zhao was startled only for a moment before he steadied himself again. He turned to re-examine the horrifying spectacle within his body, and only after careful observation did he finally discover something exhilarating.
The parts damaged by the arcs—though charred black for the moment and seemingly dead—revealed, after a little while, a slow re-emergence of vitality, as though life came forth out of death; the blackened places could break out of the cocoon and be reborn, not merely recovering their vigor but, by Wei Zhao's reckoning, coming back even stronger than before!
Watching his own body ravaged by the arcs again and again, and then, cockroach-like, recovering itself again and again of its own accord, Wei Zhao, in the midst of his delight, could not help but recall the several times he had tempered his body inside the stone gate of that cave.
That was right—these arcs were indeed extremely dangerous, and a single careless moment could kill a man, but so long as one could endure them, one would in the end be reborn anew, utterly transformed.
"I don't know what to say about your talent, brat. You're plainly just a human, yet your tenacious vitality is a match for our spirit beast clan—most spirit beasts probably can't even compare to you. You're not some illegitimate son of the Spirit Beast King, are you?" the ghost thing said with a strange chuckle, half sighing.
Wei Zhao's face went black at once. You're the illegitimate son of the Spirit Beast King—your whole family are illegitimate sons of the Spirit Beast King!
Since his physical body could withstand the lightning's tempering, Wei Zhao finally relaxed, and his attention returned to that fragment of memory, his focus naturally still on the giant electric eel.
Targeted by three beings of its own level joining hands, the giant electric eel had suffered badly; yet before its heaven-destroying, earth-razing killing move—like a punishment from the heavens themselves—none of them, neither the woman playing the zither, nor the nine-headed serpent, nor that top-tier sea beast of unknown breed, came off well at all. Even if they were not slain on the spot, all were gravely wounded and teetering on the brink.
The giant electric eel struck home, and Wei Zhao had assumed it would surely try to finish them off, to blast these three besiegers into utter annihilation. Yet to his surprise, its very next move was to turn tail and flee!
Watching the giant electric eel take flight with all the speed it could muster, Wei Zhao was struck dumb. Only then did he remember that this creature too was gravely wounded, that it too was nearly done for. Though it looked as if it still had the strength to finish them off, this was no one-on-one duel—a powerful enemy might come charging out from somewhere at any moment and snuff out your life in an instant.
It had begun by sneaking in a surprise attack with great flair, and now, seeing the wind turn against it, it fled without the least hesitation. Wei Zhao truly had not expected the giant electric eel to be such a cunning one; he had thought it would rely on its strength and fight to the bitter end!