"Hehe, are you trying to tickle me?"
Purple mists rose from all over Wu Qi as he used his fleshly body to withstand the attack unleashed by the copy of the Pangu's Map. The power of the thunderbolts was insignificant, perhaps as strong as the Palm Thunder unleashed by an ordinary Gold Core cultivator with full force. Not even a hair of his was harmed by the attack. This item was just an assisting treasure, not some magical item a cultivator could use to do battle. It did not have too great of an offensive strength.
"Be obedient and don't run away from me. You are not a living thing, so why are you so afraid of death?"
