Hua Xiezhi's mouth hung slightly open, and she could not help nudging Bentley with her elbow.
Though they could not communicate with spiritual sense and could not hear each other speak, their years of tacit cooperation were no lie: Back up two steps?
Bentley replied firmly with three taps: Stay right here! Pulling back a little would reduce the pressure, but at this distance... they could gain more insight.
The darkness did not last long. Before long, fine golden threads appeared in the sky again.
"Did he make it through?" Da Vinci was not particularly surprised. No matter how powerful the tribulation lightning was, the other party could not possibly fail to withstand the first strike.
Otherwise, would that not be a joke? Then he looked at Jia Shuiqing, intending to ask something, only to find her raising a hand to point at the sky and giving him a stern look.
Got it! He nodded and raised his head to observe the golden Electric Arcs in the sky.
Before receiving that reminder, he had not paid much attention. But now that he had been alerted, he carefully observed the wandering Electric Arcs and unexpectedly began to gain a faint understanding.
Some vague, hazy things appeared in his mind. They could neither be described nor explained, yet they objectively existed.
Instinctively, he lowered his eyelids and sensed them carefully, unable to keep from marveling inwardly: This truly is an opportunity! It was one thing when the tribulation lightning descended, but even tribulation lightning still gathering could let one sense the rhythm of growth under the influence of laws!
In such an environment, he actually faintly felt himself about to enter meditation—something he only occasionally touched upon during deep cultivation.
No one knew how long he had been immersed in his realization