Shi Lang gazed at the clouds and the golden lightning. Kang Qilin, Ye Lia, and Marissa were watching the situation unfold from a distance, and they all were equally surprised by the calm and undaunted spirit that Shi Lang displayed at this moment.
He stood on the ground, looking as insignificant as an ant before a mammoth tribulation, yet, he scolded the heavens for being too loud and showy on top of his voice. The tribulation clouds were enraged, they were the manifestation of the will of heavens, yet, this guy dared to scold them as if they were a bunch of kids causing ruckus in a village.
The snake made from golden lightning struck down, it was just a flash and the lightning streak landed squarely on Shi Lang's chest. The young man snorted, but he took the attacks full burn on his physical body only.
Kang Qilin gulped and said, "This guy is a monster."
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!