Tie Li groggily opened his eyes with difficulty as a flash of lightning streaked past.
That strange sensation just now... yet he had recovered quite a bit again.
"Another temporary reward?"
Though he was puzzled, it was a good thing for him. At the very least, he could keep going.
Thinking of the three hundred and sixty-five days of the third trial made his scalp tingle.
If he had a head soul bone, even a ten-thousand-year head soul bone, he would have been able to endure it without struggling so much.
But it was not entirely without benefits. His Sea of Spirit now possessed a lightning attribute, and his spiritual power carried ultimate lightning that purified all filth.
Both his spiritual power and lightning attribute had improved.
This time, Tie Li did not rush back into cultivation. Instead, he tried to compress his Black Lightning.
The control of spiritual power had to reach an incredibly precise level. Ultimate lightning brimmed with destructive force, and compressing an ultimate attribute was a dangerous process.
The Black Lightning, originally the size of a fist, was continuously compressed until it was only the size of a fingernail. Throughout the process, he had to maintain the balance of its energy at all times. That was the most crucial part.
Any mistake could cause failure, not to mention that he was compressing an ultimate attribute, which multiplied the difficulty several times over.
Boom!
The compressed Black Lightning suddenly exploded. Tie Li hurriedly severed his connection to it and threw it into the Thunder Sea.
The spirit beneath the Thunder Sea had been greatly interested in every movement Tie Li made. Seeing him toss a bolt of black lightning into the Thunder Sea, it assumed it was something fun and immediately swam over.
The uncontrollable Black Lightning