Yu Yuan witnessed the scene and knew that relying solely on the Chaos Bell to defend against the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder was no longer feasible.
As the silvery lightning gathered once again, Yu Yuan's expression grew solemn. With determination, he put away the Chaos Bell and stood resolutely on the desert, welcoming the baptism of the divine punishment.
He closed his eyes, his steady breathing seemingly rhythmically interwoven with the hot desert winds.
Around him, a faint golden halo slowly formed—it was the brilliance of his Primordial Spirit, filled with mysterious and immortal strength. His flesh, under the golden divine light, revealed astonishing resilience and perfection, as if transcending mortal flesh and bone, ascending to an Immortal Body as tough as the Chaos Bell.
"Boom rumble!"
Thick columns of lightning struck down, carrying the most intense and violent energy between heaven and earth, striking directly at Yu Yuan.
