Another month passed by, and the ice lightning waterfall that fell from the sky like a galaxial river was finally devoured clean by Huang Xiaolong. 

Huang Xiaolong got up to his feet. When he raised his right index finger, tiny, crackling lightning snakes danced around it. These lightning snakes resembled spirits born of the world, and they were transparent, pure, and captivating, even high-level Dao Venerables’ hearts would palpitate from the destructive power contained in these tiny lightning snakes.

This was the power of absolute lightning.

After refining the ice lightning waterfall, Huang Xiaolong’s Huang Long Bloodline finally had a fifth kind of absolute power. Though Huang Xiaolong's control of absolute lightning power was the weakest among the five kinds of powers, Huang Xiaolong was confident that he could raise all...