As the lightning gradually faded, a figure sat cross-legged on the mountain summit.
The ground around him was covered in cracks, and the rocks beneath his robes had been reduced to dust. The remnants of the lightning tribulation still lingered in the air, occasionally illuminating the summit with faint flashes of light.
Liang slowly regulated his breathing, allowing the last traces of energy from his breakthrough to settle within his body. Although the tribulation had ended, he had not immediately stood up. He needed time to stabilize his cultivation and make sure there were no lingering problems.
His breakthrough had gone smoothly, but that didn't mean he could afford to be careless. A cultivator who failed to consolidate his gains properly might eventually pay for it.
After a while, he opened his eyes.
