The Sect Leader Qing and the others could only judge Amalia's progress by observing these thunderclouds.
Judging by the thickness of the clouds, the process seemed to be going smoothly, but the next phase would be the most critical.
"Why do I get the feeling that these thunderbolts are in a hurry?" Bomen Huaguo muttered.
"You must be mistaken. Thunderbolts aren't like humans or devils; they can't be in a hurry," said Fengzhu Huayao.
Mengyao Hualin hummed thoughtfully, "I agree with Bomen Huaguo. Normally, with thunderclouds this thick, the bolts should have struck by now. Why are they still gathering?"
"Is it possible that the lightning can't find its target?" Fengzhu Huayao suggested, causing the air to become noticeably tense.
Bomen Huaguo broke the silence, "So, these lightning strikes still can't get through?"
