Everything in heaven and earth seemed to have become lines of the most fundamental laws, intertwining and unfolding before his "eyes."
He "heard" thunder's furious roar, the low murmur of earth veins, the voice of the wind, the flowing of water, and even the faint sound of time passing-
From this wondrous perspective, one that approached the "Dao" itself, the various thunder techniques and divine abilities he had cultivated, along with the true meanings of the Great Dao he had comprehended, began to break down, recombine, and refine themselves.
Many aspects that had once felt slightly sluggish or fallen short of their full power suddenly became clear and unobstructed, their might multiplying.
New, hazy insights into thunder, yin and yang, space, and even the Great Dao of time also began to sprout and take root in his heart.
Time seemed to lose all meaning here.
Perhaps a year passed. Perhaps ten.
Li Yunjing remained seated cross-legged within the central vortex of the Primordial Thunder Pool, his aura growing stronger, deeper, and more restrained.
The blue-violet radiance surrounding him gradually changed from dazzling brilliance to a soft, profound glow, until he seemed to merge completely with the Primordial Thunder Pool around him.
Without careful probing, his presence was almost impossible to detect.
His primordial spirit had fully stabilized at Spirit Transformation Eighth Heaven, yet it continued absorbing and refining the thunder pool's source essence, strengthening his foundations and advancing toward a higher level.
At a certain moment, Li Yunjing suddenly opened his long-closed eyes.
Deep within them, countless bolts of thunder seemed to be born and perish, suns, moons, and stars revolved, and rivers, lakes, and seas surged. Their depths seemed to hold an entire universe.
An indescribable majesty and Dao resonance naturally emanated from him, seeming to still even the