The resources this Literary World had consumed far exceeded those required to nurture a Saint Ancestor.
Fang Yun tried directing the lightning toward Kunlun Mountain in his Literary World.
The lightning, capable of effortlessly annihilating the sages, struck Kunlun Mountain in the Literary World like a world-destroying spear. Yet the instant it hit the mountain, it transformed into thunder water, flowing gently into Kunlun Mountain like a mild trickle.
Among the peaks of Kunlun Mountain in the Literary World, a channel of thunder water roughly a foot long appeared.
Fang Yun's heart gave a leap. His sacred sense seemed to have gained a faint connection to something.
Fang Yun's gaze shifted, and he began guiding the Thunder Token, directing the lightning toward Kunlun Mountain in his Literary World.
All the lightning turned into thunder water upon approaching Kunlun Mountain in the Literary World.
The thunder water slowly accumulated, gathering into streams and merging into small rivers. They flowed in all directions, some becoming lakes, others forming great rivers.
Thunder water flowed through Kunlun Mountain in the Literary World.
Time slowly passed. On the tenth day, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and directed his sacred sense high into the sky.
A bright fireball descended from the heavens toward the Thunder Sea, only to be drawn over by the Thunder Token.
The fireball drew closer and closer. It was only the size of a fist and looked unremarkable, but a careful look revealed that its "flames" were not actual fire, but hundreds of millions of lightning bolts!
This single fireball contained more lightning than Fang Yun had drawn into Literary World Kunlun over the past ten-odd days, and more than the total thunder water flowing down the entire waterfall over ten days.
Fang Yun had the Thunder Token draw the thunder