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The sky was filled with leaden clouds, and beneath them stood a towering peak rich in Yuan Magnetic Iron Ore.
Within the black clouds, thunder and lightning flickered, and a ceaseless torrent of heavenly thunder struck the platform at the peak's summit.
A burly man in white robes sat cross-legged, inhaling and exhaling, as if in harmony with the thunder.
Not far in front of him, on a magic platform, hovered a lightning-shaped Magical Treasure, fractured into two halves.
Each time the heavenly thunder descended, it was absorbed by the Magical Treasure, and from the fractured ends, a large amount of Thunder Light overflowed, linking the two halves together, only to dissipate moments later in a continuous cycle.
At that moment, a young man walked up from the mountain path amidst the flickering lightning.
"Greetings, Ancestor Li."
