The golden wave turned back into a Pearl Pellet, a dense layer of purple lightning clinging tightly to its surface and crackling.
The Daoist opened his mouth and inhaled, drawing in the lightning formed from the thunder marsh divine sand. The five thunder chariots racing ceaselessly within him divided and carried it away, circulating it through his meridians. Whenever it passed his Heart Mansion, the lightning also had to travel through the sea of fire to be refined by true flame. After several circuits, transported by thunder chariots and fire banners, all that lightning became pure Thunder Arts power within him.
Stripped of the lightning, the treasured pellet once again became a blue-bodied wave with golden filaments and struck toward the Mirage Mother. As for the azure sky divine sand swallowed into the wave during the second exchange, its essence was likewise pure metal within water, so the pellet had now accepted it in its entirety and refined it for its own use.
Seeing the wave strike again, the Mirage Mother had no other recourse. Although she felt the Daoist's words had been blatant mockery, she could only helplessly unleash the last kind of divine sand she had refined. If even her specialty, divine sand, could achieve nothing, bringing out other Dharma Treasures of inferior quality would be even more futile.
She tipped her teacup again, pouring out her final divine sand.
As the sand spilled from its vessel, it immediately became hazy starlight that blanketed heaven and earth and pressed down from above. Just then, the ink-black sea of clouds, previously forced apart by the shock waves of the collision between the Innate Water Mother Kan Metal Pellet and the azure sky divine sand, had closed again. With thunder poised to break, darkness lay between sea and sky. Against