Even as thunderstorms bashed his head and flesh exploded, ready to be annihilated by the Heavenly Punishment at any moment, Ye Chen remained neither sad nor joyful, as if harboring a resolve undaunted by facing death nine times over.
It was only when the Heavenly Punishment descended that Ye Chen suddenly realized!
He was not afraid of the Heavenly Punishment; on the contrary, he was somewhat looking forward to it!
Perhaps it was in his nature; Ye Chen aimed to conquer all directions, feeling an ever-growing resilience amidst setbacks. The experience of dancing with death and escalating power even brought him a hint of joy.
He relished this mode of growth, battling against the Heavenly Punishment was like challenging the heavens themselves, tempering his very being!
Ye Chen, with a sharp aura, aimed his sword at the sky and fought against the heavens!
"Rumble!"
