"Will there be lightning?"
"Hopefully I won't be waiting another day for nothing."
The rain poured without end.
Song Chengan stood quietly atop a hill not far from the jujube orchard, wearing a rain cape and a bamboo hat.
As time passed,
Song Chengan's heart gradually sank.
There was no lightning.
Which meant he would have to wait for the next rainstorm again.
"Better head back and rest first."
Song Chengan turned around, preparing to return to town.
He was staying at an inn in town.
Lightning-attracting objects had been buried beneath that jujube orchard. Song Chengan was not mad enough to live in the orchard itself.
Heavenly lightning could kill not only Ghosts and Monsters; crushing a minor cultivator like him would be as easy as turning a hand over.
Just as Song Chengan turned to head back to town,
The horizon suddenly blazed with lightning!
Heaven and earth lit up in an instant!
Then a bolt of lightning fell!
Tearing through the sky!
Though he was still far away, a force that made Song Chengan shudder surged toward him!
Forcing him to retreat!
That power was vast and pure!
Tyrannically overbearing!
Song Chengan was horrified!
So this was the power of heavenly lightning.
Back when he had been a mortal, he had seen countless flashes of lightning, yet he had never directly felt this kind of power!
But now that he faced it head-on, he felt as insignificant as an ant.
Yet amid his fear, longing rose in his heart.
Could that lightning power be merged into my Southern Bright Illusory Fire True Qi?
It was here!
"Lightning Fire!"
"But it isn't enough!"
Then, as though setting off a chain reaction,
Four or five bolts of lightning fell one after another into the jujube orchard!
Song Chengan saw