An unknown span of time passed, seemingly only an instant, yet seemingly decades.
The thunder domain finally began to dissipate slowly.
"Pfft-"
Xu Xuan staggered out of it, his entire body charred black.
His blood-colored robe had turned entirely to ash, and his aura had weakened to the utmost.
Clearly, he had suffered extremely severe internal and external injuries during this enlightenment.
Xu Xuan barely landed on a black reef that the lightning had tempered to exceptional hardness, then staggered, almost unable to keep his footing.
He slowly raised his head and wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth.
Yet his eyes shone as brilliantly as stars.
Deep within them, countless tiny sparks of purple lightning seemed to flicker into existence and die away.
An indescribable understanding lingered in his heart.
Xu Xuan immediately sat cross-legged, swallowed several treasured sacred healing medicines, and circulated his cultivation method with all his strength, guiding that newly born strand of strange magical power, which fused several different forces, to repair his body and soul.
This glimmer of understanding... might become my opportunity to cultivate thunder dao true intent.
Time slipped by, and four or five years passed in the blink of an eye.
When Xu Xuan opened his eyes again, all his injuries had healed. His skin was smooth and pristine, faintly suffused with a warm, jade-like luster.
His aura was contained, seemingly peaceful and ordinary.
Yet he was like a volcano that had lain dormant for ages, harboring unimaginable, terrifying power.
His magical power, soul, body, and even his understanding and application of several true intents had all been tempered to their utmost in that previous trial.
"Who knows when the Dao traces will manifest again..."
Xu Xuan sighed with feeling.
If he could experience them a few more