An Lin was basking in the joy of attaining this seventh spatial sense.
As the Golden Void Lightning continued to fall.
His observation of space became more and more profound.
His utilization of spatial power also became more and more proficient.
Everything was progressing very smoothly, so smoothly that he appeared to be cultivating with lightning rather than transcending a tribulation.
"As expected of a man of great fortune like An Lin. Even the heavens are helping him cultivate. How impressive…" Chang'e couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of An Lin's elated and composed expression even as more and more tribulation lightning crashed down upon him.
"Could it be because the heavens have given up as it knows that Idiot An can manipulate divine lightning anyway?" Yue Tu speculated as she munched on chips in Chang'e's arms.
Chang'e's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement. "That may well be the case!"
Meanwhile…
