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"Thunderstorm Battle Axe, is this?"
Gazing at the huge battle axe descending from the sky and the lightning filling the heavens, Qin Chu muttered inwardly.
Dense lightning covered thousands of kilometers around, piercing through the night and tearing apart the darkness. The world became so bright that it was almost blinding, as if a god was in a furious rage punishing all shadows, dirtiness, evil, and blasphemy.
The next instant, the lightning enveloped Qin Chu.
Standing at the core of the thunderstorm, the golden light on the surface of his body shattered instantly.
The intense electricity wrapped around Qin Chu's body like venomous snakes, a force so unbearable that not even his flesh, tempered through numerous trials and made extremely resilient, could withstand.
Qin Chu's body seemed to have turned into a statue, with his skin covered in dense cracks.
