Imperial Palace
Purple-gold thunder surged in the sky, raging and violent, yet at this moment it flowed in an orderly fashion, as if woven into a unique tapestry, possessing a special beauty filled with destruction.
The ground, a path forged from hard meteorite rock, with fine strands of lightning flowing through the stone. Each step triggers rippling waves of lightning beneath, trailing long shadows behind, a sensation incredibly subtle.
"Are your feet numb?"
"Nope."
"... I asked if your feet are numb."
"Not really, no major issues, my abnormal status resistance is quite high." Ye Mingqiu replied.
"Oh."
Frost Moon's expression remained unchanged.
Yet she was a bit disappointed, for when she first came here, she didn't know the ground would have thunderbolt power rippling through. This was a trial arranged by the Thunder Emperor, who wouldn't teach those who hadn't gained his recognition.
