Chapter 4908 — Discharge
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"What? The whole space?" Wei Zhao was startled. He had only vaguely felt something odd, as though this resentment were the chagrin of some being flying into a rage from humiliation. He had never imagined that it could fill the entire space.
"Indeed. Though my spiritual sense is obstructed, my intuition has never been wrong. This resentment is strong to the point of being almost unbelievable..." The Ghost Thing's tone was grave, and it seemed lost in thought.
"Then the one with its eye on us must be an utterly heaven-defying lightning-attribute spirit beast? Could it be one of your Dragon clan's Thunder Dragons, Senior? Maybe you could claim kinship with it?" Wei Zhao's eyes lit up.
Among the most powerful lightning-attribute spirit beasts, the Lightning Eagle probably ranked below the Thunder Dragon. And if it really was a Thunder Dragon, then as the former Azure Dragon, the Ghost Thing might truly be able to sit down and have a talk with it.
"You'd better not pin your hopes on that, kid. Hurry up and think of a way to escape—that's the real business. This feeling, this aura, is nothing like a Thunder Dragon's. And even if it were, I have no ties with them at all. Claim kinship, my ass..." The Ghost Thing curled its lip dismissively.
"All right." In truth, Wei Zhao knew full well that such a hope was unreliable, so he had never stopped moving his feet, quickening his pace as he groped forward.
It was just that visibility here was truly too poor—nothing but a hazy blur, nothing to be seen. And with his spiritual sense unable to perceive anything, Wei Zhao could only rely on his own two feet to probe the surroundings.
By now Wei Zhao had completely lost any desire to search for the Nourishing Mystery Grass. No treasure was worth anything if he wasn't alive to enjoy it. As for heaven-and-earth treasures like the Nourishing Mystery Grass—well, he would think about them once he was sure he could escape with his life.
As he continued groping his way forward, Wei Zhao suddenly felt a chill of alarm. He did not need the jade pendant's warning to know that another powerful bolt had gathered overhead. One glance upward was enough to make his heart pound with fright—the lightning just now had been near-violet, but this time it was fully violet.
That meant the bolt overhead was even more powerful than the last one!
And Wei Zhao could distinctly feel that with the appearance of this violet bolt, the resentment pervading the surroundings seemed to have eased somewhat in that moment, as though it were venting its fury through this violet lightning.
Boom! Unlike the previous time, the violet bolt did not circle overhead for long. Before Wei Zhao could react, it came crashing down, and without any suspense he was sent flying into the air once more, his whole body convulsing and shuddering violently like a sieve.
The near-violet bolt before had already given Wei Zhao more than he could bear, and now this violet bolt—even with the bit of experience he had gained—was something he could not fully withstand. This was no longer mere agony, but endless torment and torture.
At this rate, even if his willpower could hold out, his physical body absolutely could not. After all, when all was said and done, he was only an early-stage Xuan Sheng expert, and the lightning power he could endure was extremely limited. Any more and he would die.
Discharge! In this moment of life and death, a flash of inspiration struck Wei Zhao. His body could not contain this much lightning power—he had to think of a way to release half of it at once. Only then could he lighten the burden on his body.