Inside the thunder dragon, rolling thunder roared, having already become a lightning pool that pressed the black aura around the National Preceptor back against his body.
Occasional bolts spread through it, overcoming the black aura's electrical resistance and connecting directly with the National Preceptor, carving paths through the black baleful qi.
"Is this... tribulation lightning...?"
As he watched the lightning fill his surroundings, the might of thunder within its flashes dispersed much of the black aura around him, and a measure of awareness returned to his eyes.
He seemed somewhat lost, somewhat dazed.
For a moment, memories of the past seemed to come to him.
The court had been incompetent, the civil officials had colluded with the gentry, and he had wished to leave the mountain to assist an enlightened ruler.
Yet in the end, he had encountered the world-ending crisis of a massive invasion by Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons...
"Yes, I personally slaughtered hundreds of thousands, suppressed the rift with their blood, and imprisoned myself here..."
The National Preceptor slowly sighed, looking at the lightning before him with neither joy nor sorrow.
"It seems you've regained some awareness, National Preceptor."
Lin Hao's voice came from outside, while the National Preceptor likewise remembered why he had been trapped here.
"So it's [Five Elements Divine Thunder]. It seems the Dragon-Tiger Holy Land found the most suitable successor. I wonder how things are out-" "The outside world has more or less been pacified. The time you bought by imprisoning yourself here was meaningful."
"Then that is good... My corruption runs deep. Even now, this recovery is only temporary, and nothing can save me. I shall use the last of my strength to reinforce the seal here and prevent the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons from entering again!"
The National Preceptor rallied, the aura surrounding him