In the secret chamber.
Wen Zhixing sat cross-legged, his palms each condensing a golden lightning sphere, ceaselessly flickering with electric arcs.
Palm Thunder, now officially mastered.
"Disperse."
Wen Zhixing nodded. With a wave of his hands, the electric arcs flickered, and the two lightning spheres dissipated into nothingness in mid-air.
The cultivation of Palm Thunder wasn't difficult; the key lay in the use of Spiritual Qi. Once one discovered the trick, mastery could be achieved quickly.
"It's also time to leave."
Wen Zhixing slowly stood up, spreading his hands and directly unraveling Qiu Yinger who clung to his body.
That Wonderous Soul-devouring Pill was indeed sinister. Even someone like Qiu Yinger, whose soul platform was lucid and in the Mysterious Might Realm, couldn't resist it. No wonder Wonderous Palace was able to control so many furnaces with this elixir.
