Weaving Wind and Thunder

Liang Qu pinched the Cloud Thunder Pattern Robe.

Light.

Extremely light.

It was by no means some semi-transparent gauze. It looked like thick silk, yet in his hand, it was as light as nothing.

Had it not been solidly held in his own hand, Liang Qu would truly have doubted whether he was holding anything at all.

"What material was this woven from?"

The eunuch guiding him replied, "My lord, the Cloud Thunder Pattern Robe is not made from any material."

"If not material, then what?"

"As its name suggests, the robe is woven from clouds and thunder. Even an ordinary person who wears it can become light as a swallow, dart like lightning, and travel a thousand li in a day."

"How can clouds and thunder be woven into clothing?"

Liang Qu could not make sense of it.

Both were formless things. How could they possibly be woven into garments?

"The Imperial Court possesses a secret art called the Rainbow Feather Garment Hand. Once cultivated into a grandmaster divine ability, it allows one to weave dharma robes from empty air with bare hands. If all three divine abilities were advanced layer by layer and all belonged to this method, one could weave together all things under heaven.

"Should you encounter an irresistible force, my lord, pour qi and blood into it in a specific sequence and throw it out. After three breaths, it will unleash the Wind and Thunder Power within, enough to severely wound an ordinary grandmaster. But once released, this robe will vanish as well."

A sense of awe rose within Liang Qu.

Such a small robe actually required a Celestial Grandmaster to weave, and possessed such formidable power.

He unfolded the long robe, and its luster flowed.

Indoors, the Cloud Thunder Pattern Robe was matte black.