Calming his heart and quieting his breath, Lin Xuan slowly regulated his breathing. At this moment, he was not in a hurry to use spirit pills and miraculous medicines to restore his magic power. It was not because he was being arrogant, but because the time had not yet come.
Rumble!
Without anyone noticing, the sky seemed to have darkened a little more. The Tribulation Cloud churned endlessly overhead.
For tens of thousands of li around, the spiritual energy of the entire Lingbo Valley was still gathering ceaselessly in this direction, and streak after streak of lightning tore across the horizon.
Crackle...
Sharp light blazed, and the vortex overhead grew ever darker.
No—not only darker. Its volume was also continuously expanding outward in all directions.
In the short span of time it took to drink a cup of tea, its diameter had actually swelled by more than tenfold. Looking up, that terrifying vortex seemed boundless.
Lightning pierced the air and stabbed through the firmament. Though it had yet to fall, it already brought a soul-shaking pressure.
Since stepping onto the path of immortal cultivation, Lin Xuan had experienced countless storms and trials, yet at this very moment, even he felt his heart tremble with alarm.
But he had no time to be afraid, because the new attack had already begun.
Crackle...
Several hundred bolts of lightning descended together from the center of that vortex.
The azure electric light appeared even brighter beneath this pitch-black sky.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword circled and danced in front of him.
Then Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and an incantation seal grew brighter and brighter at his fingertips. Yet precisely at this moment, an unexpected scene appeared.
Roar!
Another bolt of lightning split out from the center