Each of those black thunderbolts bombarded Jian Wushuang's divine body.
If it was an ordinary Divine Demon, those black thunderbolts would have instantly pulverized his body.
However, Jian Wushuang's divine body was the most perfect divine body that only a Perfect Chaotic Creature could possess.
The black thunderbolts did no harm to his body.
"Humph!"
Letting out a cold and derisive snort, he discharged his majestic divine power and crushed those black thunderbolts into debris.
Jian Wushuang was suddenly alarmed.
He had similar feelings before in the Saint's Tomb when Yu Aoqing planned her attack during the siege.
Whoosh!
Jian Wushuang disappeared and an apparition took the place where his previously physical body was.
Chug!
The void was torn apart as a sharp dagger directly passed through Jian Wushuang's apparition.
