Compared to the bleak encounter with the Lord of Lightning last time, Chen Shouyi was barely injured this time.
A person's physical defense is roughly equivalent to their own attack. With an attack of thousands of tons of equivalent force, not to mention cruise missiles, even nuclear bombs can't harm him as long as he's not at ground zero of the explosion.
The Lord of Lightning's long spear couldn't even pierce his body; it was naturally entwined by layers of muscle, and the remaining Lightning Divine Power was mostly blocked by the will of his body's cells, at most causing superficial wounds.
"Oh, I seem to have forgotten the long spear!"
At this time, Chen Shouyi finally remembered the long spear of the Lord of Lightning, which he had knocked away, hesitated slightly in his heart.
"Forget it, it's just a piece of junk divine artifact anyway..."
The lightning spear was probably a temporary replacement after he snatched it.
He's not into picking up garbage.
