The crimson calamity thunder and its thunder qi were terrifying, and the fiery energy even more so. Not to mention those at the first layer of the Divine Ancestor Realm—even many at the tenth layer would be instantly incinerated without a trace by this crimson calamity thunder.
However, when this crimson calamity thunder struck Yang Xiaotian, all his pores emitted a puff of smoke.
"Comfortable!"
Yang Xiaotian exclaimed.
It was indeed comfortable.
An itchy and slightly warm sensation.
For others, this flaming energy of the crimson calamity thunder would be frightening, but for Yang Xiaotian, it was merely a bit warm.
Just as Yang Xiaotian was exclaiming his comfort, another even redder calamity thunder suddenly crashed down from the vault of heaven, striking his head as if fueled by the wrath of the Heavenly Dao.
Faced with this even redder calamity thunder, Yang Xiaotian still did not take action, allowing it to continue striking him.
Boom!
