Ji Chang's Heavenly Yin Divine Thunder was formed by gathering heavenly yin energy, continuously accumulating and wearing it down, then gradually rubbing it until a wisp of yang fire arose, producing yin lightning. It was cold as ice, ethereal and soundless, yet possessed the vast, forceful qualities of lightning. Its power was tyrannical.
However, this technique had one drawback: its lightning energy was excessively yin and harmful. Not only did it possess immense killing power against others, it also placed tremendous strain on the practitioner himself, even damaging the practitioner's fleshly body. Thus, it placed a certain standard of demand on its user.
If one possessed a physique like Meng Zhao's Purple Origin Dragon Body, or an incomparably solid foundation, then one could wield it freely. But Ji Chang was merely a martial artist from a small Demonic Path sect. Though his talent was not poor, he had nothing to do with Special Physiques, and his foundation could only barely be called excellent—far from profound.
Naturally, fully activating the Heavenly Yin Divine Thunder energy and even spreading it over the surface of his body was a great trial for Ji Chang. This required him to settle the battle within a short time.
At this moment, he had no intention of holding back. Expressionless, he placed his right hand against his waist, lightly rubbed his palm, and flung out a supple flexible sword.
The blade was two fingers wide, three feet long, and thin as a cicada's wing. Beneath the mountain sunlight, it was as clear as a pool of pure water.
Ji Chang then flicked his wrist, pouring force into it. The limp sword blade snapped straight, and as lightning energy flowed through it, it crackled with flashing electric sparks. Arcs of black electricity surfaced across the blade, its aura