However, in the next moment, a streak of sword light flashed, and Liu Hanzheng also found a new wound on his abdomen; it was Song Canghai who had made a move.
"Crack!"
Just as Sheng Jingxuan was concentrating on maintaining the ink cage, unable to be distracted, a bolt of Yin Thunder descended from the sky, striking heavily on his head, burning his meticulously groomed, neat hair to a crisp, and damaging most of his clothes.
Yet, Sheng Jingxuan was indeed ruthless. Even in such a situation, he did not relax the cage. Relying on his sharp protective magical artifact, this move only affected his appearance, but the actual damage inflicted was quite limited and didn't hurt his core.
Nevertheless, Sheng Jingxuan reflexively turned around to look, trying to find out who had struck him with lightning, but he found no one.
