The Darkness surged outward like a living tide, swallowing nearly half the sky — but even so, it couldn't completely envelop the entire Tribulation cloud.
But Yu Xuan did not give up.
His body was broken, charred, and barely holding together, but his eyes burned with a maddened determination.
If there was anything more precious than lightning itself… it was the Tribulation Clouds that produced it.
And so Yu Xuan continued to devour them.
The moment the Darkness absorbed the clouds, a flood of insights crackled through him — each gust, spark, and thunderous beat refining his understanding of Lightning.
But the strain was immense.
His soul trembled.
His bones screamed.
And still he pulled.
Finally, the clouds began to thin and dissipate.
Yu Xuan noticed it at once.
He clicked his tongue but stopped, he had already pushed his body and soul far enough. If he kept devouring, he might get some backlash.
