Wenlong gave Old Sun a long, searching look before saying, "Old Sun, focus on keeping yourself in good condition for now. I'll help restore your soul."
Old Sun nodded slightly. A mere wisp of his soul had just entered his original body, and he was far too weak now.
With a wave of his hand, Wenlong stopped him from speaking and gestured for him to keep restoring his bodily functions rather than waste his strength.
He set up another array to separate everyone, ensuring they would not disturb one another.
Number Three had also suffered some injuries and needed treatment. Monkey Sun continued cultivating, while everyone else busied themselves with their own affairs.
Apart from treating Number Three's injuries, Wenlong spent most of his time studying array formations.
Neither Long Zhang nor Yuan Jing had contacted him for some time. That meant things were safe outside, with no major incidents.
That day, Wenlong vaguely sensed that the Heavenly Tribulation Array he had set up rivaled a naturally formed Heavenly Tribulation Array in power.
On a sudden whim, he used his mental power to capture a wisp of lightning within the Heavenly Tribulation Array, intending to gauge its strength.
If the lightning in a Heavenly Tribulation Array I set up struck me dead, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
So, never mind becoming immune to heavenly tribulation lightning-at the very least, he could not let it strike him dead.
He now studied the captured lightning every day, testing whether he could subdue it.
At first, even a tiny wisp of heavenly tribulation lightning shocked him until he felt caught between life and death.
After experimenting day after day, he finally subdued a tiny wisp of lightning.
He increased the amount of lightning in his experiments, and the subsequent trials felt much smoother.
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