"Zzzzh..."
A trace of crimson blood flowed from Robert Cain's head, indeed quite terrifying.
"Robert!"
Ye Xuan stayed at a distance, seeing Robert Cain's head streaming with blood, his heart trembled intensely, fearing immensely for Robert Cain to fall under the Heavenly Tribulation.
"He's fine."
The Ape King stated firmly, "If he can't withstand even two strikes of Heavenly Thunder, then he might as well die."
Ye Xuan remained silent.
Floating mid-air, Robert Cain's face was deathly pale, he instinctively clenched his fists, forcibly summoned the power within him to resist the Heavenly Thunder.
The divine power of Thunder is virtually limitless; even if one's physical strength is horrifyingly tremendous, under the strike of Heavenly Thunder, it's likely to be of no use.
Robert Cain endured only two strikes of Heavenly Thunder, head cracked, blood flowed, and within his flesh, Thunder still coursed relentlessly.
Such level of damage brought intense pain upon Robert Cain.
