Xiao Bai looked up at the thunder constantly gathering above his head within the clouds, then glanced at Little Yi and Little Bing, who were almost unable to swallow any more. A sense of urgency rose in his heart. He had to run, fast, or he would be in danger.
It was not that the two little fellows were no good, but if they wanted to convert the silver thunder into their own Thunder Seed attributes, they still needed wood and fire. Otherwise, with pure Lightning attribute alone, the two infant forms could not swallow much.
Looking inward at his Dantian, at this speed of absorbing external energy, he still needed half an incense stick's worth of time before he could reach Nine Stars Dou Shi.
Another bolt of thunder above his head was ready to strike at any moment. Sensing the pressure of that thunder above him, which was a little stronger than the previous one, Xiao Bai's expression turned somewhat ugly. Though startled, he did not panic and forced himself to stay calm.
Little Yi and Little Bing were still wrestling with the previous bolt of thunder. From the looks of it, they could not spare any effort and could not be counted on for the time being.
His thoughts racing, Xiao Bai seemed to remember something, and his Soul Strength swept into the Storage Ring on his hand.
"Gold Coins! Will it work?"
"Forget it, I'll try first." After Xiao Bai made up his mind, he began using his Soul Strength to squeeze the large pile of Gold Coins in the Storage Ring into a ball, then quickly stretched it out, making it into a golden rod several meters long.
He carefully sensed the thunder above his head, while at the same time his Soul Strength began