Xue Na pressed her lips together and raised her hand again. Purple lightning rose from her palm once more, and a little more determination not to lose entered her eyes:
"Okay! I'll try again!"
Xue Na drew a deep breath and held her hands steadily in front of her. Purple lightning rose from her palms again, its sizzling clearer than before.
She pressed her lips tightly together, her little face full of concentration, carefully controlling her Soul Power output without daring to relax in the slightest.
The lightning slowly swirled and condensed in her palms. This time, it was much steadier than before, showing no signs of wavering.
As she continued pouring in Soul Power, the mass of lightning gradually solidified.
Before long, another fist-sized ball of lightning appeared in her palm.
Although the electricity on its surface remained lively, it was clearly much more restrained than before, as though bound by an invisible force.
Watching the lightning ball hovering steadily in her palm, Xue Na's eyes brightened, and the corners of her mouth rose despite herself.
"It's stable!"
Su Yu offered gentle encouragement from beside her, his voice carrying a note of gratification.
"That's it. Hold on to that feeling."
Ning Rongrong came closer too, praising her softly. "You're amazing, little sister Xue Na! It didn't fall apart this time!"
Xue Na held her breath and flicked her wrist, throwing the lightning ball in her palm toward the open ground ahead.
The purple lightning ball traced an arc through the air and exploded with a bang the instant it hit the ground, scattering into tiny sparks.
It left only a few faint scorch marks on the grass. The commotion really was quite small.
Looking at those faint marks, Xue Na's little face fell slightly, and she turned back toward