HONG LONG
Lin Mu felt it instantly.
Lightning.
Sharp. Violent. Dominant.
"Lightning Elemental Tribulation," he said quietly.
He had not specified an element. He had simply provoked the heavens. And in their fury, they had answered with the fiercest option available.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"So this is your answer," he said.
Lightning was feared for good reason. Among the elements, it was the most destructive, the least forgiving. Few immortals survived their first lightning tribulation without severe injury. Fewer still emerged stronger.
And Lin Mu welcomed it.
The clouds continued to expand at a terrifying pace. What had begun as a localized storm rapidly ballooned outward. Ten kilometers. Twenty. Fifty.
Soon, nearly a hundred kilometers of sky were swallowed in darkness.
