Within the vortex, the purple Lightning Ball compressed into a Thunder Pearl, step by step. An hour later, it began to condense slowly, gradually changing shape. Compressed to its utmost limit, the Thunder Pearl suddenly began to stretch.
Huo Hai narrowed his eyes slightly. The Thunder Pearl no longer looked like a pearl at all. Instead, it had become a form of Heavenly Tribulation that had never been recorded. Even He Yuanchu in the distance had no idea what it was. Since ancient times, Heavenly Tribulations had consisted of at most nine strikes, and the strongest had only been Thunder Pearls. No one had ever heard of anything that changed shape like this.
The Thunder Pearl lengthened little by little, finally forming something resembling an arrow. Its tip was incomparably sharp, with what seemed to be a faint metallic sheen. Condensing lightning to such a degree was truly terrifying.
Suddenly, the vortex in the sky shuddered violently. Perhaps the lightning arrow was simply too powerful, for it actually shattered the vortex outright. Before the Heavenly Tribulation had ended, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed. This had never happened before. At this point, even He Yuanchu in the distance had no idea what was going on.
Could this be what a true Thunder Pearl was supposed to look like? The Vast Earth Empire's records contained little information about Thunder Pearls. Since ancient times, only a handful of people in the Ink Lotus Domain had ever faced a seventh tribulation strike.
And of those people, even fewer had survived. Those few had long since left the Ink Lotus Domain for places better suited to the advancement of Spirit Masters. Thus, He Yuanchu was not entirely sure what a true Thunder Pearl looked like either.
Even if he told others what had