Pitch-black clouds crammed the vault of heaven, pressing down so heavily they nearly touched the towering Thunder Mountain.
After the Martial Arts Gathering ended, some who had already seen Thunder Mountain's "marvel" departed, leaving far fewer people behind.
"The mark seems to be stirring on its own. Our previous guess was indeed right!"
Wei Fan's gaze flickered. As the dark clouds gathered ever more densely, the air between heaven and earth grew oppressive. Yet the mark cultivated by the Nine-Nine True Skill within him became active at this moment. The magnificent Thunder Mountain before him seemed to exert an inexplicable pull on him.
Zhi Hua and Feng Hua stood behind him, one to either side. Both eagerly anticipated what would happen next. Even if they could not comprehend the Leishan Heavenly Skill themselves, once Wei Fan did, they would be able to glimpse the true form of this mysterious martial art.
Rumble...
At last, a bolt of thunder split from the black clouds, twisting and coiling before ultimately striking Thunder Mountain. A torrential downpour followed. No one used their power to ward off the rain; they simply stood upon the earth.
Rumble...
A second lightning bolt crashed down. Tiny arcs of electricity began to appear across the enormous Thunder Mountain, crackling and bursting.
"It's starting!" Feng Hua murmured.
When she had come to Thunder Mountain to comprehend its mysteries, thunderstorm weather had likewise been artificially created. She was no stranger to this process.
As tiny sparks emerged over Thunder Mountain, the entire mountain seemed like a slumbering beast coming alive. The magnetic field it emitted suddenly surged, making everyone's hair stand on end. Fine arcs even flickered across the bodies of some standing close by, striking them and forcing them to retreat in haste.
Affected by this, five or six