"Ugh..."
When In Lin Ming arrived before it, an extremely faint whimper came from the mouth of the Nine Profound Golden Lightning.
At this point, its pair of dragon eyes, so dim they were almost losing their light, turned with difficulty toward Lin Ming's seemingly tiny figure. In its gaze was an intense dejection, deep self-reproach, and overwhelming guilt.
At that point, it had failed, and so it had disappointed the Source God.
Its ancestor had told it to perform Spirit Gathering, yet it had failed. Its ancestor had said he would act as its Protector, yet it had failed to live up to his expectations.
It, the Nine Profound Golden Lightning, was unworthy of being a descendant of lightning.
Seeing the look in the Nine Profound Golden Lightning's eyes, Lin Ming slowly raised his hand. His palm, carrying the aura of Chaos Lightning, gently touched the space between the brows of the Nine Profound Golden Lightning's enormous body.
At that point, under Lin Ming's touch, the sensation was cold and illusory, as if what he was touching was only a ray of light and shadow that could dissipate at any moment.
But soon after, Lin Ming's soul message, carrying the aura of Chaos Lightning, slowly transmitted once more, seeping into the origin of the Nine Profound Golden Lightning as he spoke.
"The reason your Spirit Gathering failed this time was not your fault. Over countless years, in this Void Lightning Pool, you gathered far too immense an amount of energy, which led to such a violent backlash. The energy inside your body is too powerful, too vast. When you condensed spiritual intelligence, it became the greatest obstacle."
After a pause, Lin Ming looked at the Nine Profound Golden Lightning with a gaze full of sincerity, then continued, "Of course,