Even though his body had already undergone an evolution, becoming exceedingly formidable, when this bolt of heavenly thunder descended, Ye Tian's entire skin was still torn apart.
Blood spread instantly, with bead-sized drops of blood not even having the chance to roll down, directly scorched by the high temperature of the heavenly thunder, sticking tightly to the surface of Ye Tian's skin.
The newly formed spiritual energy within kept repairing him, causing Ye Tian to grimace in pain, yet itch inside down to his bones.
He desperately wished for the following eight bolts of heavenly thunder to descend all at once, to liberate him from this extreme anguish, but reality was always contrary to his hopes.
A full minute passed before the second bolt of heavenly thunder crashed down.
Ye Tian continued to throw out a pile of Mortal Grade artifacts to withstand it; at this time, being able to reduce even a portion of the heavenly thunder's power was significant.
