Time trickled by.
The energy of the divine thunder began to wane, while Chen Lin's perception of the lightning-attributed energy around him grew ever clearer. He could even feel how close and friendly that energy was toward him.
Finally, much to Chen Lin's reluctance, the last drop of divine thunder energy was exhausted, and he returned to normal.
He examined his lightning spiritual root. Not only had it grown considerably stronger, it also carried a faint luminescence, suppressing all his other spiritual roots and reigning supreme over them.
In terms of purity alone, this single spiritual root was absolutely on par with that of a cultivator with a heavenly spiritual root!
Chen Lin was beside himself with excitement.
He had never expected a calamity to turn into a blessing. Pursued until there was no road into heaven and no door into the earth, he had actually gained such an enormous benefit.
He activated his lightning spiritual root and tried cultivating by connecting with the surrounding energy, wanting to see how much faster he could progress than before.
Suddenly, a wondrous sensation arose within him.
The energy between heaven and earth seemed to come alive, resonating with him and leaping in delight.
He himself seemed to have become one of them, able to sense "their" joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Those feelings infected him, making his own emotions rise and fall along with theirs.
This feeling of merging with heaven and earth was utterly miraculous. It filled him with incomparable comfort, making him feel as though he might float away and become an immortal.
Understanding immediately dawned on Chen Lin. The opportunity for nascent soul formation he had been seeking all this time had arrived!
The immense surprise instead calmed his heart. He carefully savored this insight, only withdrawing from that