Crackle! Amid the snow whirling all around him, the Five-Thunder Arrows darted freely through the air. Wherever they passed, bolts of lightning sprang in every direction. The arrows gradually disappeared into the lightning until, at last, a glance revealed no trace of them around Lu Xiaotian—only lightning, twisting like dragons and serpents, roaming and rampaging through the void.
Still, anyone with a slightly higher level of cultivation could spot the Five-Thunder Arrows concealed within the lightning without much effort.
Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly. Since Bing Qianren had settled him here, the only thing the Icehidden Clan had done was periodically send people to check on him. For now, they had made no other arrangements. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian was in seclusion, the Icehidden Clan had avoided disturbing him, and their visits had grown much less frequent. Eventually, they seemed to have all but forgotten that someone named Lu Xiaotian was here.
Lu Xiaotian rather enjoyed his current circumstances. The area where the Icehidden Clan lived was rich in immortal energy, and he had plenty of immortal crystals at his disposal, so he would not be short of cultivation resources anytime soon. He spent several decades in this snowy land, devoting himself to cultivation. Through contemplation, he turned his earlier, vague insights into the laws of thunder into the concrete Arcana of Lightning. This was the third arcana of the laws of thunder he had comprehended, and compared with before, his mastery of them had improved considerably.
There was still a great deal of thunderforce in the Green Fruit Barrier. With Lu Xiaotian's current mastery of the laws of thunder, if he used that power to form a giant axe, the same amount of thunderforce would be enough to carve out even more land. For now, though, he had no way