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At this moment, he was able to manifest the extraordinary technique of summoning lightning from a clear sky in reality. No longer limited to stormy weather, this ability was not only relevant but had become incredibly powerful.
The Enchanted Trident had truly become a divine weapon. In the future, when he proclaimed himself the God of Thunder, there would likely be no dissenting voices. However, explaining the scientific principles behind rain and thunder involves the interaction of positive and negative charge clouds creating a potential difference that causes air breakdown and results in lightning. But how could one scientifically explain the phenomenon of lightning striking from a clear sky?
Yun Xiao Yi scratched his head. This might involve the rules of "Wo Jie." After his experiences in this world and understanding various creations from "Wo Jie," he was certain of one thing: the rules of "Wo Jie" transcended the existence of real-world rules. If there were contradictions between the two, the game rules would take precedence.
Moreover, when he unleashed his maximum power to summon lightning, there was another advantage. For instance, if he wanted to use the trident to attack an opponent without causing them harm, he simply needed to refrain from exerting his full strength. This way, he could release an attack that, while slightly weaker, would be much safer. Otherwise, once he threw the trident, it would inevitably trigger a lightning strike, potentially harming innocent bystanders.
Thus, even though this trident was both impressive and powerful, he would have no choice but to keep it sealed away. The skill of summoning lightning also had its drawbacks—namely, the long charging time. It took about a second to unleash its full power, and in a life-or-death struggle, a second could significantly impact the final outcome.
He did not believe that anyone from the late Eastern Han period could push him to such a critical point in battle; even facing Lu Bu would not intimidate him. He felt quite satisfied with this realization. Being able to accumulate energy to summon lightning within seconds was akin to executing an ultimate skill every second in a game—immensely powerful.
In a gaming context, such an ability would undoubtedly be targeted for nerfing or banning by players who would call for official adjustments daily.
At this moment, the members of various families and the Xiahou Family were all bowing their heads to the ground, not daring to move an inch. For the people of the late Eastern Han period, lightning was seen as the most potent and masculine force; only the deity who controlled thunder could summon such power.
Since Yun Xiao Yi could summon lightning at will, it implied that he might very well be the Heavenly Thunder and Guardian of Justice. Zhao An beside him couldn't help but swallow hard. Fortunately, they had not deceived this Divine Lord; otherwise, if that bolt of thunder had struck him, he feared he would not only die but also suffer greatly.
After a moment, the surroundings gradually returned to calm, and those on the ground began to muster some courage. As they cautiously raised their eyes to peek, they noticed that the enchanted trident, shattered by the impact of the thunder, was emitting a vibrating sound as it embedded itself in the earth.
With a hum, as the weapon trembled violently, a whirring sound followed. The dazzling trident automatically pulled itself from the ground, hovered briefly in mid-air, and then swiftly flew back to Yun Xiao Yi.
This time, Yun Xiao Yi did not reach out to catch the trident; instead, he immediately scattered several blocks into his pouch to make room for it. He realized that his backpack was already full. Thus, not only did the trident not land in his hands, but there was also no possibility of it being automatically stored in his bag; it could only remain hovering beside him.
However, this was precisely the scene he hoped to achieve. "Why is everyone still lying on the ground? I do not like people kneeling in submission; please stand up and speak," he said. Afterward, Yun Xiao Yi glanced around at the gradually calming situation.
The people on the ground slowly raised their heads once again, only to see the Enchanted Trident vibrating faintly atop the granite wall that had been shattered by thunder.
Buzzing filled the air, followed by a sharp sound as the colorful Enchanted Trident emerged from the earth on its own. After a brief pause, it quickly returned to Yun Xiao Yi's side. This time, Yun Xiao Yi did not reach out to grab it; instead, he immediately scattered some cubes into his backpack, filling it even more. Given that his backpack was already packed to the brim, the Enchanted Trident could neither return to his hand nor fit inside the bag, and thus continued to hover around him.
This was precisely the scene Yun Xiao Yi desired. The trident not only failed to fly into his hand but also could not automatically drill into his backpack. It merely spun around him continuously, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Why are you still kneeling? I do not like others kneeling before me; everyone stand up," he said.
The members of the Chu Family and Xiahou Family who had knelt dared not disobey him. One by one, they helped each other to their feet. However, even after standing up, their legs trembled, unsure whether it was from excitement or fear.
At that moment, Zhu Ji mustered his courage and stepped out of the crowd. He then bowed deeply before Yun Xiao Yi and said, "Immortal Master, please grant us in Xinghua Village just a little bit of water. I promise to serve you as your servant for life, always at your side."
As soon as Zhu Ji finished speaking, Zhao An beside him widened his eyes in disbelief.
This guy, with his thick brows and big eyes, seemed so cunning! Wasn't it agreed that upon meeting an immortal one would simply ask for water? Why was he now trying to take it a step further by wanting to serve at the immortal's side?
It was truly unrealistic!
"I certainly don't have that kind of courage," Zhao An thought.
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