"Lightning Flash!"
On the tranquil marshland, Yan Lin, surrounded by crackling lightning, darted across its surface as though walking on solid ground.
Like a dazzling silver streak, he flashed in every direction above the swamp. His figure swept past at high speed, leaving trails of lightning in his wake, forming a man-made, five-pointed star-like pattern of lightning over the marsh.
"Crackle..."
Yan Lin came to a halt in midair, lightning continuously flickering beneath his feet. Without relying on any external object, he remained suspended in the air for more than ten seconds before his body finally lost its ability to hover and began to fall.
Seeing this, Yan Lin stepped on the empty air. Lightning crackled beneath his feet as his body leaped through the sky like a silver beam. After several flashes, he finally landed steadily on the ground, a pleased smile appearing on his face.
"As expected of an Earth-grade movement Dou Skill. Even without forming wings from battle qi, it can keep me airborne for over ten seconds. Once I cultivate it to mastery, with my peak nine-star Dou Wang strength, I'll be able to rival a Dou Zong in speed."
Yan Lin had been in the Inner Academy for some time, and his strength had already reached the realm of a peak Dou Wang. Only after confirming that no one from the Black Emperor Sect remained in the forest did he choose weather suitable for cultivating the Earth-grade low-level movement Dou Skill, Three Thousand Lightning Movement.
He had now achieved minor success, reaching the first minor realm of Lightning Flash.
Three Thousand Lightning Movement had three levels: Lightning Flash, Lightning Instant, and Three Thousand Lightning... Upon reaching perfection—the realm of Three Thousand Lightning—one could pass through space silently, almost no different from teleportation.
Even Dou Zong