Time slowly passed.
Unknowingly, two days had passed.
By the evening of the third day, Yang Luo had already endured thirty-nine heavenly lightnings, and was currently enduring the fortieth heavenly lightning.
Boom!
The sound of rolling thunder echoed in the sky and sea for miles around!
A massive lightning bolt, hundreds of feet tall and flickering with tri-colored light, enveloped the sky and sea where Yang Luo was, like a surging sea of tri-colored lightning!
A gigantic vortex was blasted into the sea!
Lightning surged madly within it, extremely terrifying!
"Ah!"
Yang Luo's screams came from the tri-colored sea of lightning, enduring endless torment.
In the distant sky.
Everyone was intently staring at that tri-colored sea of lightning, all extremely nervous.
Chu Junlin exclaimed: "This guy is really terrifying; he has actually passed thirty-nine heavenly lightnings!