The Green Bamboo Sword was thrust into the ground and was instantly obliterated by the lightning.
At first, there was only confusion, as if he didn't yet realize what had happened. After a few moments, the searing pain quickly swept through Sang Pengze's entire body, causing him to let out a series of extremely distressing and painful screams, curling up like a worm.
The maid beside him instinctively tried to support him, but he slapped her across the face, causing her to stagger back. This prince, who should have been among the most privileged on the grasslands, held his shoulder and fell to the ground, trembling continuously, his eyes bloodshot, and the screams from his mouth grew more intense.
His shoulder bore a grotesque wound, the edges incredibly smooth, with no blood flowing.
The flesh, bone splinters, all tissues at the wound were instantly scorched into a charred black.
