Five Years Later

He opened the first page of Lightning.

Only one sentence greeted his eyes.

"Latecomer, the insights within Lightning are not as easy to grasp as you might imagine. If you have not yet crossed the threshold of both the Lightning Law and the Time Law, and do not have at least half of your lifespan remaining, I advise you to abandon Lightning and seek another path.

-Lei Huan."

"Lei Huan?" Li Yilin raised an eyebrow. "The creator of Lightning?"

He did not linger, continuing to flip to the next page.

An hour later, Li Yilin closed the book and rubbed his brow.

"As expected," he let out a soft sigh.

The book Lightning was very similar to the combat technique Drifting Blood that Luo Feng practiced in the original story. The difference was that Drifting Blood was a technique created based on the Nine Universes Chaos Stele, which focused on the Gold and Space laws, while Lightning was a technique created based on the Thunder Time.

Why was he so clear about this? Because the book said so.

"Latecomer, Lightning is a technique I created during my thirty thousand years of secluded cultivation in Chaos City, based on the first five lightning diagrams of the Qiheng Chaos Stele. If you have the opportunity to go to Chaos City for secluded cultivation, choosing the Qiheng Chaos Stele might assist you in mastering Lightning more quickly.

-Lei Huan."

"Chaos City," Li Yilin mused.

It seemed that going to Chaos City was unavoidable.

Once his clone finished gestating, he would go to the auction house to bid for a spot to cultivate in Chaos City.

After finishing his secluded cultivation in Chaos City, he would immediately head to the Outer-Domain Battlefield to verify his theories.

There was less than twenty years left before his clone would be fully gestated.

Soon, it would be soon!

Suppressing his excitement, Li Yilin calmed his heart once more and immersed himself in the technique.

Although Lightning was a foundational technique, it was also a combat technique.

The 108 sets of spear techniques encompassed all 108 essences of the Time Law, allowing for flexible application.

"Spear techniques, it seems I must practice the spear!"

Time flowed slowly as Li Yilin practiced Lightning.

Five years later.

Virtual Universe.

Killing Space.

At the peak of a massive mountain that pierced the clouds, Li Yilin stood in mid-air. His form-fitting black battle armor wrapped tightly around his body, revealing only a pair of sharp, bright black eyes.

He held a metal spear about his own height in a backhand grip, with purple lightning coiling and flowing along the sharp, double-edged spearhead.

Standing far across from Li Yilin was a warrior wrapped in white battle armor, holding an identical weapon in his hand.

"Kill!"

The white-clad warrior let out a sharp shout. Purple lightning spread from his body, instantly laying out a massive lightning domain that covered a radius of a hundred miles.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took a step forward, his entire figure vanishing into the dense, purple lightning.

Li Yilin's gaze sharpened, and he swung his spear without hesitation. The spear swept out like a whip, the whistling wind dragging the surrounding air along, and a piercing sonic boom resonated throughout the entire space.

"Clang!"

A harsh clashing sound acted like a signal, and the two became entangled in combat.

In their hands, the spears moved as if they were extensions of their own arms, incredibly agile.

"Die." The white-clad warrior thrust his spear like a dragon, leaping into the air and slashing down fiercely. Purple lightning accompanied the sharp spear radiance, piercing through heaven and earth.

Li Yilin sidestepped the mountain-splitting strike, his wrists turning as the spearhead flickered, creating dazzling afterimages.

Spear blade met spear radiance, and a violent energy tide erupted in all directions. The massive shockwave caused the rugged ground to crack, leaving behind pitch-black fissures as thick as an arm and of unknown depth.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion shook the mountains and earth. Purple lightning danced and crackled everywhere, and wherever the lightning passed, rocks flew and dust billowed. The two moved within it, every spear strike aimed at vital points, ignoring the sand and stone flying through the air.

Li Yilin's gaze was like a torch, fixed firmly on the white-clad warrior.

"Shing!" He thrust forward rapidly, the spear blade probing out like a venomous snake.

"Whoosh—"

The white-clad warrior bent backward to dodge the thrust aimed at his face, his long leg whipping up from below in a strike aimed at Li Yilin's lower stance.

"Heh, insidious!"

Li Yilin sneered. His hand quickly brushed his waist, and a dagger appeared in his palm. The dagger flipped in his grip, blade facing downward. He gripped it tightly, blocking the lethal strike with a slightly bent knee while his dagger-wielding hand swept out fiercely.

"Shing—" A teeth-grinding, harsh scraping sound rang out as the dagger slid across the surface of the battle armor, leaving a distinct mark.

The white-clad martial artist's eyes flickered as he gauged the distance between them. Without a moment's hesitation, he abandoned his long spear and swept his hand to his waist, drawing two daggers.

As he closed in on Li Yilin, he swung them with blinding speed.

The twin blades crossed, a cold light flashed, and sparks erupted from Li Yilin's arm.

His expression shifted slightly, and he retreated several meters without hesitation.

The white-clad martial artist did not press his advantage. Instead, he stomped hard on the ground and launched himself into the air, shouting, "Thunder Dragon—"

The domain inverted, shrouding the sky. A massive purple Thunder Dragon head emerged from the clouds, and Lightning converged toward its gaping maw. The intense purple glow deepened, chilling the soul.

"ROAR!"

"FALL!"

The low rumble of thunder nearly drowned out the white-clad martial artist's voice.

A massive, one-meter-wide sphere of lightning traced a bizarre arc, traversing the layers of the void in the blink of an eye to arrive before Li Yilin.

Li Yilin's expression changed drastically. He only had time to raise his spear horizontally to block before the massive lightning sphere struck him.

"BOOM!"

Amidst the sky full of Lightning, Li Yilin's figure vanished instantly.

Defeated!

Li Yilin opened his eyes and couldn't help but touch his chest. The lingering fear of the Lightning piercing his armor, rupturing his body, and blasting him into nothingness was cast aside the moment he felt his heart beating.

Falsehoods are, in the end, falsehoods. Even if they feel real, they are fake. His heart would not be afraid because of this, let alone harbor any trauma.

"Still, experiencing the feeling of actually dying once is truly unpleasant!" Li Yilin stood up and looked at the vibrant garden outside the window.

Several petite, graceful sprites flitted through the garden, tending to the overgrown plants.

"Five years, and I still haven't mastered the first set of spear techniques for Thunder and Lightning. My comprehension is truly terrible!" Li Yilin let out a long sigh, though he did not feel discouraged.

He had long known that his natural talent was not high. If not for the system repeatedly altering his talent and enhancing his comprehension, reaching the Domain Lord level would have been a miracle granted by the heavens for his diligence.

"My Thunder Dragon Bloodline is still too low. With more of it, perhaps my comprehension would see a greater improvement." He raised his hand toward the dazzling starlight outside the window and slowly clenched his fist.

Beneath his fair, almost translucent skin, purple veins were clearly visible. As he rotated his wrist, faint purple light could not hide itself under the brilliant glare of the star.

"If the Thunder Dragon Bloodline were fused to 100%, would I become a true Thunder Dragon?" A thought suddenly arose, but Li Yilin quickly suppressed it.

Regardless of whether he would change or not, it was not something he, with only 2% of the Thunder Dragon Bloodline, could speculate about.