His body shook, and a current of electricity entered his flesh; Xiao Han stepped back several paces, his expression odd.
The thunder power was incredibly potent, for when it entered his body, it actually started tempering his physical form. As long as he could endure, he could use the lightning to forge his body. To Xiao Han, this was undoubtedly a pleasantly surprising piece of news.
So, under the stunned gazes of all present, he simply sat down.
"What are you doing?" Taishang's eyes bulged, and then he bellowed.
Xiao Han ignored them and looked expectantly to the sky, hoping for the second strike of lightning to descend.
Boom.
The second bolt of lightning, much thicker than the last, struck Xiao Han directly.
Agonizing pain washed over him, but Xiao Han's face showed enjoyment. He gritted his teeth and grinned, channeling the electric currents into every part of his body. His muscles and bones pulsed rhythmically, strengthening his physique.
