"No, I need to find the Divine Striking Stone quickly to protect me." He felt that his body was undergoing changes and he needed to find a quiet place.
The rain poured heavily, shrouding the world in a vast whiteness.
Soon, Shi Hao was moved; the mountains below had actually turned scorched black, many peaks had fallen, and the heavy rain was unable to extinguish the green smoke, with lightning arcing through it.
During his tribulation, despite the distance, a large area of the mountains was still destroyed, showing how perilous the situation had been.
"Damn, you're still alive." The Divine Striking Stone flew over from afar, and upon meeting, it uttered these words, infuriating Shi Hao to the point of wanting to punch it.
"Scared me to death, just now the lightning was endless, pouring down from the sky, I thought you turned to char, was considering making you a burial mound with your clothes set atop." Divine Striking Stone muttered.
