Lu Xingze tidied up his long hair that had been electrified by the tribulation, feeling exhilarated for the first time in his dual life as a human and a demon.
Before and after, the Golden Core Thundercloud struck down thirty-five bolts of thunder, yet apart from feeling a bit numb, Lu Xingze stood his ground without moving an inch.
The combined might of these thirty-five bolts was still less than that of the Heavenly Thunder that came crashing down when Lu Xingyan was forging a magic artifact.
Not to mention the several hundred bolts of Tribulation Heavenly Thunder at Glimmering Lake, each comparable in strength to those of a divine transformation cultivation level.
He had withstood Divinity Heavenly Thunder; why would he fear this petty Golden Core Thundercloud?