The lightning bolt wasn't weak according to normal standards. June was only a gaseous stage cultivator, but her lightning bolt could touch the realm occupied by existences in the liquid stage. That was incredibly good, but she fell short compared to Noah and his companions.
Noah dispersed his ambition and let the unstable substance give him the power to endure the blow. The lightning bolt engulfed him and left a few black spots on his body, but he smiled while he remained immersed in that familiar energy.
Noah's doubts vanished at that point. That energy clearly stated that June was back. His many thoughts about Heaven and Earth's new approach to privileged cultivators temporarily vanished as pure happiness filled his mind.
"Did you plan to use me since the beginning?" Noah asked as the lightning bolt dispersed.
"Hey, we were fighting," June snorted. "Attack me or something. I need to stabilize my power."
