"But compared to me now, it still falls a little short."
As his words fell, the pressure he had restrained for who knew how many years erupted in the most violent manner.
The purple lightning domain was like a ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for far too long and had finally broken free of its shackles, madly tearing and biting in every direction.
Thunderclouds blanketed the sky.
Every collision between the clouds brought down a bolt of lightning as thick as a heavenly pillar, blasting a white crater dozens of meters wide into the sea.
Before the seawater could rush back in, it was vaporized. White steam carrying purple arcs of electricity spread outward, only to dissipate beneath the next wave of lightning strikes.
Lu Huai took a step forward.
His aged body, forcibly restored to its peak by the Forestwood Sacred Liquid, stood straight amid the lightning.
His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone present.
"In my early years, I slew Grand Rulers and wiped out beast tides. If not for the lack of an Earth Core, I would have become a Forbidden Curse long ago."
His voice remained even, as if he were recounting something that had nothing to do with him.
With that, Lu Huai raised the Heaven's Wrath Thunder Spear in his hand, its tip aimed directly at Jiang Che.
At that instant, the thunderclouds across the sky let out a deep roar in unison, as though some ancient beast were answering its master's summons.
Countless bolts of lightning descended from the clouds, converging at the spear tip, compressing and solidifying until they formed a dark-purple thunder seal the size of a walnut.
The thunder seal hovered before his chest, slowly rotating.
With every rotation, fine white cracks tore through the surrounding