During the subsequent refinement process, lightning continuously leaked from the talisman paper, striking toward Chen Yang.
These stray bolts were astonishingly powerful; every single one carried enough force to severely wound a Late Qi Gathering cultivator.
The Yang Family cultivators standing guard outside the ancestral hall felt their hearts quiver uncontrollably with unease merely from hearing the thunder roll.
"What terrifying power!"
"Even the scattered aura alone rivals Late Qi Gathering!"
"The Immortal Venerable's divine abilities are boundless! His cultivation must have recovered considerably again!"
Inside the ancestral hall, streak after streak of lightning flared up, then burst apart against Chen Yang's body.
Though the lightning strikes were fierce, the outer armor on Chen Yang's body was even more formidable, blocking every strike.
Under normal circumstances, when human talisman masters refined lightning-art talismans, they would first set up lightning-avoidance formations.
Thunder spirits were violent by nature and would attack the person condensing them during refinement, so talisman masters always took protective measures to prevent injury.
Chen Yang had never systematically studied the art of talismans, so he did not know such details.
Fortunately, he had plenty of methods at his disposal. The lightning could not penetrate his defenses at all, so taking it head-on was no problem.
The refinement process lasted a full ten days.
At first, the common folk beneath Pine Mountain had been deeply worried, wondering why they kept hearing thunder on clear, sunny days.
Later, Zhao Qi went down the mountain bearing orders and told everyone not to panic.
Once they learned that the Immortal Masters on the mountain were performing rites and praying for their blessings, the people's worries dispersed. Instead, they went to Cheng Yang Hall with even greater devotion to pay their respects.
Ten days later, a muffled bang sounded from within the ancestral