"Golden Lightning Saint Body Art!"
They were only five words, yet they radiated a supreme Dao rhythm that towered above all the lightning-fragment information from before. It was as if this was the true name of the core inheritance in this Demonic Lightning Pool world.
Lin Ming slowly opened his eyes. The lingering golden lightning in them flashed and vanished, replaced by a calm as deep as the starry sky, along with a trace of irrepressible ecstasy.
He sensed the brand-new power surging through his body and looked at those five large words in his mind. At last, the corners of his mouth could no longer be held back, curving upward in an arc both relieved and full of ambition.
"Golden Lightning Saint Body Art... Looks like I found the right place."
Since an even higher-grade lightning-path method existed within the refinement of the Nine Profound Golden Lightning, Lin Ming sat down cross-legged. Right at the edge of the Nine Profound Golden Lightning region, where the Black Demon Lightning and golden lightning interwove, he once again began drawing in the other Nine Profound Golden Lightning as he had before.
And so, Lin Ming's figure, like a boulder, came to a complete halt at the edge of this Nine Profound Golden Lightning where destruction and creation coexisted.
Time flowed quietly within this independent little world.
The turmoil of the outside world, the undercurrents within the Lei Clan, the countdown to the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame... all seemed to have temporarily moved far away from Lin Ming. For now, becoming stronger was his one and only theme.
While Lin Ming immersed himself in cultivation and comprehension, elsewhere in the Demonic Lightning Pool world, the other nine were also experiencing different challenges and opportunities in their respective regions.
Lei Dong was in a