"That's not right. I've seen too many aftereffects. It's not like this. Is she planning to experience it for the rest of her life?" Uncle Liang began to feel that something was wrong. Other people would only have a momentary flash of consciousness before they died. They would die after saying a few words. Ling Chuxi had already had a momentary flash of consciousness before she died. Why was she still not dead?
The spiritual lightning fell too quickly, so fast that uncle Liang could not even react.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-six bolts of spirit lightning had already struck. There was only one more bolt left for Ling Chuxi to complete the spirit lightning marrow cleansing and advance to the monarch rank.
"This won't do. I have to do it." Uncle Liang gritted his teeth and no longer cared about his face as he slapped Ling Chuxi with his palm.
