Zhang Chen wanted to curse, but ultimately did not, because at this mont he didn’t even dare have the thought of cursing. Desperately, he maneuvered the Golden Scissors, weaving through the sea of purple lightning. He had to break out before the energy on the Golden Scissors ran out.
But looking at the boundless sea of purple lightning, Zhang Chen felt despair. No matter how unmatched the speed of the Golden Scissors was, the lightning sea seed infinite, and basically the energy on the Golden Scissors was not enough for him to break out of it.
Seeing the energy on the Golden Scissors diminish, its brilliance growing dimr, just as Zhang Chen thought he was about to perish in this sea of lightning, suddenly the Golden Scissors spat out two brushes, then wrapped Zhang Chen’s soul and landed on the two brushes. At this mont, the two brushes were placed in the sea of lightning, seemingly aware of the crisis, they hurriedly released a black and white light shield, blocking the purple lightning filling the sky, and both Zhang Chen’s soul and the Golden Scissors hid within the black and white light shield, receiving protection.
The two brushes, without a word, directly transford into black and white beams, shuttling through the lightning sea. Then the endless purple lightning relentlessly pursued the brushes, chasing, intercepting, and bombarding them without pause, even if the brushes were magical, at this mont they were struck askew by the lightning, constantly altering their flying direction.
Fortunately, the two brushes were complete, lasting much longer than the Golden Scissors. No one knew how long the black and white light sphere flew within the purple lightning ocean, but now the protective black and white shield began to show nurous fine cracks.
Zhang Chen’s soul hid within, looking at the patterns on the black and white shield, his eyes filled with horror: "Just how vast is this lightning sea? Not counting the distance flown by the Golden Scissors, even the distance covered by the two brushes should be seven or eight days already, right? How have we not reached the end?"
Zhang Chen was a bit frightened now, looking at the constantly appearing cracks on the black and white light shield, unsure if it could hold until they flew out.
At this mont, Zhang Chen looked at the purple lightning outside, his eyes filled with caution: "Such peculiar lightning, I’ve never heard of lightning being purple. I wonder if I can pick up so skills from within. If I could gather skill fragnts here and master the skill to control this purple lightning, then I could break out of the lightning sea."
The purple lightning was terribly overpowering. Faced with this purple lightning, his soul trembled, even managing magical power was incomprehensibly difficult, to the point that even his Divine Techniques could not be unleashed.
The feeling was just like a high-dinsional being observing a low-dinsional being, it was a kind of deadly impact!
"Creak~"
At this mont, the black and white light shield suddenly emitted a crisp shattering sound like glass breaking, and the cracks on the black and white shield multiplied, spreading densely, like a spider web.
"Not good~"
Zhang Chen’s gaze fell on that shield, with this thought just arisen in his mind, the next mont the shield shattered abruptly, then countless lightning beams ca crashing down, engulfing Zhang Chen and the two brushes.
Right then the Golden Scissors reacted cleverly, directly shrinking and sliding into the gap between the two brushes, which were tightly adhered together at this mont, with the shrunken Golden Scissors clamped in between. Having lost the shield’s protection, the Black and White Brushes could only rely on their bodies to resist, swiftly weaving through the lightning, and soon cracks appeared on the brushes’ bodies, with minute, flickering fissures constantly erging.
"This is damn unlucky!"
Zhang Chen cursed under his breath, sheltered by the Golden Scissors.
After enduring an indeterminate amount of ti in this tiless lightning sea, suddenly two creaking sounds were heard as the two brushes shattered under the refining of the endless purple Celestial Thunder. The two brushes exploded with a bang, leaving only one black and one white beam swaying in the lightning, seemingly ready to be dispersed by the myriad lightning rays at any mont.
At this mont, the two black and white beams intertwined and then crashed towards Zhang Chen’s Spiritual Sense, surprisingly ignoring the defense of the Golden Scissors, directly hitting Zhang Chen’s soul. Then Zhang Chen felt darkness before his eyes, followed by a severe pain. When Zhang Chen regained consciousness, he felt intense pain spreading throughout his body.
Then Zhang Chen perceived the existence of his physical body, but his eyelids were heavy, so heavy that he couldn’t open them, akin to being filled with lead. Although his eyelids trembled continuously, they refused to open.
A question mark floated in Zhang Chen’s mind: "Why can’t I open my eyes? Could it be that my spirit has returned to my body, but due to the severe damage the consciousness suffered in the Spiritual World, the harm is being mirrored onto the physical body in the real world?"
Zhang Chen maintained calmness, carefully sensing the condition of his physical body, feeling as though he was run over by a cart, with no part of his body free from pain.
His throat, in particular, was burning with pain, incredibly dry, as if Zhang Chen’s throat was about to emit smoke.
"I need water." Zhang Chen wanted to activate a skill to call upon his Divine Techniques, but it had no response. At this mont, he felt as if he had transford into a mundane mortal without any ans at hand.
Zhang Chen was shocked: "How could this be?"
Subsequently, he hurriedly tried to activate the skill interface, and then Zhang Chen stared at his skill interface in disbelief: What is this? Why is it darkened?
He saw that the Entire Golden Finger interface’s skill options were all dimd gray, that shade identical to the color when a penguin goes offline.
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