Cultivation with a System in the Modern World
And then it happened.
Without warning, the storm shifted.
The white brilliance of the lightning deepened, bleeding into an eerie, electric blue. The change was so sudden, so unnatural, that even the Gods of War faltered for a heartbeat.
“What… is this?” Raiden whispered, eyes wide.
Elysia narrowed her gaze, aura rising. “The colour changed… It’s targeting someone.”
The storm rumbled louder, almost as if it had found its prey.
And then it did.
A pillar of blue lightning as wide as a column ripped free from the heavens, striking straight toward the arena floor — straight toward Danial.