Before long, the island had sunk into darkness. Only the roaring thunder illuminated the nearly ten thousand stunned men below, all of them bare-chested and drenched in sweat as they sat cross-legged...
"Rumble..." Rolling lightning echoed within the storm clouds, where enough energy had already gathered. From his hiding place atop the mountain, Yue Qianchou looked down and transmitted his voice, "Zhang Peng, have them prepare."
Zhang Peng immediately came back to his senses. Looking at the nearly ten thousand seated team members before him, he raised his right arm and shouted, "Prepare!"
At the command, everyone immediately gathered their minds and closed their eyes. Just then, countless lightning serpents crackled and intertwined within the dark clouds overhead. Zhang Peng had barely raised his head when his vision blurred. Nearly ten thousand bolts of brilliant lightning shot straight down, each one striking a different team member with unerring precision.
Nearly ten thousand dazzling blue-white bolts connected heaven and earth, continuously winding and twisting through the air with sizzling sounds. One end was tethered within the storm clouds, the other to each team member, like countless long ropes cast down from the heavens—a magnificent sight.
At first, the team members all shuddered from head to toe. But once they discovered that the lightning's destructive force had been controlled to perfection, they gradually calmed down. Focusing their minds, they used the marvelous reaction between lightning and immortal essence to improve their bodies bit by bit. Dazzling blue-white rings of electricity flowed up and down over their bodies.
Watching the spectacular scene before him, Zhang Peng was filled with emotion. He admired his master's endlessly miraculous methods so much that he was utterly convinced. He had never imagined that even the thunder filling the sky could be summoned at his master's call and