Lu Chuan took a palm strike from Long Hao and was then kicked away, leaving him severely injured and listless, without even the strength to get up. He could only lean against a stack of swimming rings nearby, gasping for breath.
Just now, the final bolt of lightning from the Purple Cloud Pearl used up the last of his strength. At this point, even someone as weak as a chicken could easily subdue him.
Long Tianya cradled Long Hao, his face full of sorrow, repeatedly asking, "Son, how do you feel? Don't scare your dad."
After coughing violently, Long Hao weakly said, "That bolt of lightning was powerful, I've been gravely injured, but I'm not going to die."
Only then did Long Tianya breathe a sigh of relief.
He turned his head to look at Lu Chuan, and the many doubts in his mind suddenly became clear, "Cao Xiong wasn't struck dead by lightning by accident, was he? It was you who summoned that bolt of lightning down, wasn't it?"
Lu Chuan smiled and nodded: "Yes."
