Open your eyes, unfold the weather projection on the communicator.
Chutian quickly determined the time of the approaching thunderstorm and the most intense location where the heavenly lightning would strike.
After leaving the cave behind the waterfall, Chutian waved his hand, and the Thunder Sword buried underground flew up and entered Chutian's body.
Looking at the surrounding terrain, Chutian leaped into the sky and then descended into a basin about thirty kilometers from the waterfall.
This forest basin was not naturally formed; it had the shape of a fist.
With a diameter of almost a hundred meters, one could only imagine the size of the creature or entity that had created this basin with a single punch.
However, this was not a matter of concern for Chutian. After all, for hundreds of years, the Federation had no knowledge of whether the one who created this basin was a human or a creature.
Chutian stood in the center of the basin, crossed his legs, and began to wait.
After a few minutes, the sky suddenly became filled with thunderclouds, and in an instant, the entire sky darkened, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.
Then, visible electric snakes surged within the thunderclouds, baring their fangs and claws like ferocious beasts ready to devour prey.
Some mercenaries who were on missions in the forest also saw the formidable thunderclouds in the sky.
Clearly, they were already preparing to find shelter, as being struck by lightning in such weather could be deadly.
However, they were unaware that someone was specifically waiting for this thunderstorm.
Soon, as the thunderclouds continued to gather in the sky, a thick and powerful bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.
This lightning bolt directly hit a large tree just outside the basin, splitting the tree in half and igniting it with its formidable power.
Soon, heavy rain poured from the sky, followed by the second and third lightning bolts.
However, these lightning bolts did not strike Chutian but landed not far from him.
Seeing this, Chutian was initially puzzled. He quickly took out his communicator and confirmed that he was at the correct location as per the weather forecast. He then continued to wait in frustration.
Soon, the fourth lightning bolt struck, this time near the tree that had been split earlier.
Seeing this, Chutian could no longer endure it. He rose up, pushed off the ground, and flew directly into the sky, heading towards the lightning.
At this moment, some sharp-eyed martial artists saw a figure flying towards the lightning and exclaimed in surprise, "My goodness, does this person want to commit suicide?"
"What's wrong with this guy? Did his girlfriend run off with someone else?"
Clearly, many were puzzled by Chutian's action of flying into the thunderstorm. After all, the power of nature, even the mightiest S-level beasts or talented martial artists, would avoid it, let alone someone like Chutian with his talents.
However, just as people were puzzled, a bolt of lightning struck Chutian directly.
With a deafening roar, as if the earth were trembling, Chutian was unafraid and stood firm in the sky.
Although the lightning strike moments ago made his skin feel like it was burning, this pain was quickly healed with the help of regeneration.
Running the Imperial Bone Sword technique while enduring the pain of the lightning strike combined with the bone refining, Chutian couldn't help but scream in agony.
This piercing sound instantly made many talented martial artists realize who the person flying into the thunder was, the same person whose cries had haunted them for a month.
"My goodness, it seems like this guy is the one who has been making those eerie cries for the past month."
In their eyes, Chutian was definitely someone who couldn't accept life or had relationship problems.
"It seems like this brother didn't succeed in his suicide attempt before and now wants to end it with the thunderstorm," commented a mercenary in his forties.
His teammates nodded in agreement, indicating that these people shared the same thoughts because no one in their right mind would willingly subject themselves to such self-torture.
As they continued to watch Chutian being struck by lightning in the sky, they were convinced that he was seeking death.
However, thunderbolt after thunderbolt struck Chutian, eight in total, and it seemed that the thunder couldn't kill him.
It seemed that Chutian was using the thunderstorm as a form of cleansing.
"What is this guy trying to do?" Some people couldn't stand it any longer, as they couldn't imagine any reason for someone to willingly confront lightning besides wanting to commit suicide.
But so far, the thunderstorm had not managed to kill Chutian.
At this moment, a man in his fifties, a B-level talented martial artist, suddenly spoke up seriously among the onlookers. "I once read a novel in the library in District Six."
"A novel? What does that have to do with the guy up there being struck by lightning?" Some people clearly didn't understand.
The man took out a cigarette from his spatial pouch,