Sixty-Fifth Floor.
Bu Lianshi sat cross-legged in the cultivation room as roaring lightning descended from the ceiling. Bolts of electricity coiled around her entire body, constantly tempering her flesh.
A faint emerald-green glow permeated beneath Bu Lianshi's skin, allowing her body to maintain a peculiar balance between destruction and reconstruction, improving herself at maximum efficiency.
This was what Bu Lianshi excelled at most—finding balance at the extreme and maintaining the most precise control. Aside from her, who possessed Absolute Perception, no one else would even dare imagine doing such a thing.
In another cultivation room, Qin Lang was also cultivating amid lightning, but his method differed from both Lin Chuan's and Bu Lianshi's.
Purple electric serpents wound around his body as flames rose from within him. They intertwined and crossed, yet remained harmoniously unified.
After the lightning from the ceiling struck Qin Lang, it swiftly merged with the fiery lightning surrounding him before being completely devoured and vanishing without a trace.
If anyone from the Qin Clan saw this scene, they would likely jump in shock. What Qin Lang was doing was not using Ancestral Thunder to cultivate—he was devouring Ancestral Thunder.
However, Qin Lang was not devouring much at a time, so it would not draw anyone's attention in the short term. But if he continued for long, the Qin Clan would likely notice something.
Half an hour later, the lightning descending from the ceiling had vanished completely. The Ancestral Thunder contained in this cultivation room had been entirely devoured by Qin Lang.
Buzz!
Qin Lang's eyes snapped open. Lightning flickered within them, as though countless bolts of thunder were roaring inside, before gradually falling still after a single breath.
"So... devouring Ancestral Thunder can actually greatly advance my lightning arts... Could the legends about Purple Heaven Divine Thunder