The Scarecrow
Editor: Sparrow Translations
In the next moment, Chu Yu's figure appeared outside the Immortal Crane Furnace.
When a bolt of lightning flashed towards him, he seemed as if he had changed his mind, appearing increasingly hesitant.
Chu Yu stood on the Immortal Crane Furnace silently without moving an inch.
The bolt of lightning was merely three feet above its head, the streak of electricity seemed like a winding dragon, extending deep into the clouds. However, it paused in that moment.
The second bolt struck. Then the third…
The old man, who was struggling to survive with his magical equipment, was stunned in awe.
What was happening?
Could this little bastard be the son of the lightning king?
Chu Yu looked at him while flashing him a wide grin, "Thanks for this.".
Spit!
The old man vomited another mouthful of blood; this was driving him to his grave.