The sound of colossal sonic booms continuously thundered down from the sky. Faintly, one could even detect a sound akin to rolling thunder.

A bolt of lightning tore across the entire heavens, followed immediately by an earth-shattering clap of thunder, as if it intended to shatter the very cosmos.

The entire sky instantly transformed; the previously clear, sun-drenched expanse suddenly became shrouded in thick, roiling storm clouds, rife with lightning and thunder.

He Yi Ming clearly witnessed the fourteen Thunder Condensation Orbs unleashing their mighty, mysterious power. They were not merely releasing their innate electrical energy but were actively drawing in the endless forces of the heavens, triggering a violent chain reaction.

It seemed in a mere blink, heaven and earth changed their demeanor, swirling into cyclones, mingling lightning and thunder, roaring without end. A legion, countless in number, formed by fierce winds and electric sparks, suddenly surged toward the ground.

The thunder roared overhead, shaking the earth beneath their feet; the lightning was infinite, rising and falling amidst the electrical discharge, a truly awe-inspiring spectacle.

Suddenly. The first drop of rain descended from the dense canopy of storm clouds. Soon after, the surrounding clouds multiplied, thickening further, and the rain from above poured down relentlessly, completely obscuring the entire sky.

He Yi Ming stared at the sky, mouth agape, stunned by this incredible electrical might and the sudden deluge.

He finally understood: once the number of Thunder Condensation Orbs surpassed half, the power they could unleash was no longer confined merely to their inherent capabilities.

Under the manipulation of the White Horse Lightning, these Thunder Condensation Orbs were behaving like masters of the Divine Path, beginning to absorb the power of heaven and earth at an unbelievable rate.

However, unlike what the Divine Path Blood Coagulators achieved, the Thunder Condensation Orbs were not draining all the celestial energy within a hundred-mile radius instantaneously. They used their own power as a catalyst, releasing the energy of the world in an entirely different manner.

If the attack method of a Divine Path Blood Coagulator was like a single, thunderous strike, then the power of heaven and earth summoned by the multitude of Thunder Condensation Orbs descended like a steady stream, drawing everyone unaware into this monumental shift in the world around them.

Just as it was now: the sunlight had vanished, and the entire city was enveloped beneath the storm clouds. The torrential rain soaked and saturated everything on the ground; the entire world seemed wrapped in a veil of watery mist.

In this environment, the power of electricity and lightning was undoubtedly optimized; using water as a medium, the electric might of the White Horse could be amplified tenfold, perhaps more.

He Yi Ming let out a long breath. The coordination between the Thunder Condensation Orbs and the White Horse’s might was indeed the most formidable weapon under heaven. If the White Horse were ever to truly step onto the Divine Path and master all the Thunder Condensation Orbs, completing the entire set of the Thunderclap Heaven technique, he truly didn't know how immense the resulting power would be.

Of course, this was mere speculation. Not only was it doubtful whether the White Horse could successfully advance to become a Divine Beast in this era where the Divine Path had vanished, but even if it succeeded, where would he go to find the remaining four Thunder Condensation Orbs?

“Crackling, crackling…”

The massive sound of electricity roared once more, but this time, it truly reverberated across heaven and earth.

The fourteen Thunder Condensation Orbs had long since hidden themselves within the storm clouds, now impossible to locate. Yet, the lightning within the cloud layer permeated every inch of space.

Gigantic silver arcs of light materialized in the mid-air, winding down from the heavens to relentlessly strike below.

The power of these lightning bolts was immense; they were among the most potent forces in the world. Wherever they struck, they would inflict devastating harm upon the entire city.

Yet, to everyone’s surprise, these meandering bolts of lightning never truly made contact with the city.

The thin mist cloaking the city had retreated a distance, still hovering above the metropolis, appearing as if guarding their own domain.

The colossal beams of light descended from the sky, carrying an unrivaled majesty, smashing down hard upon the seemingly fragile, thin mist.

But the resilience of this mist clearly surpassed the imagination of any observer.

As the immense lightning touched the mist, it immediately dissipated, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

In the distance, He Yi Ming’s eyes narrowed sharply. He sucked in a sharp breath of cold air. This latent power, formed from the collective will of countless ordinary people, was so potent that it could withstand lightning that represented the very might of heaven and earth—this absolutely exceeded his expectations.

Bai Ling Ba extended a hand, and a series of rapid clicking sounds emanated from him, as if countless individuals were manipulating an abacus, simultaneously calculating something.

He Yi Ming’s heart tightened, and he asked, “What are you doing?”

“I am calculating the extent of human potential, whether they can endure this onslaught of lightning,” Bai Ling Ba stated calmly.

He Yi Ming frowned deeply. He certainly had no idea how this entity could calculate such a thing, but Bai Ling Ba’s actions made it clear that the creature was not speaking idly.

“What is the result?” He Yi Ming inquired.

All of Bai Ling Ba’s movements ceased abruptly. He stared ahead, and after a long pause, he slowly spoke: “The power of willpower is infinite.”

He Yi Ming’s expression turned cold. “Are you saying the lightning power cannot harm this city?”

Although the performance of the White Horse Lightning had far surpassed He Yi Ming’s expectations—this level of terrifying electrical force, while not quite matching the crushing pressure once exerted by the Nine Dragon Furnace artifact, was certainly comparable to the earth-shattering strike of a Divine Path Blood Coagulator.

However, within this city lay the most potent Divine Light Power of the West.

This power had not yet manifested, yet the sheer willpower of six hundred thousand common people could already contend with the might of the White Horse’s celestial lightning—this outcome was truly unbelievable.

Bai Ling Ba remained silent for a long while before responding softly, “Human endeavor is the most unpredictable thing in this world.” His voice held a rare trace of emotion: “Human effort sometimes reaches its limit, yet at other times, it can overcome destiny. As for which it will be, I cannot predict.”

He Yi Ming opened his mouth, finally swallowing the complaint that had risen to his lips.

In a contest of this magnitude, truly no one could predict the final outcome.

The White Horse kicked its legs, and its body suddenly shimmered with an odd radiance. Beams of flashing lightning appeared beneath its hooves, and then, step by step, it ascended into the sky.

This was the first time the White Horse Lightning had used the Light of the Divine Weapon to fly after transforming the Thunder Condensation Orbs into light. Yet, its movements were utterly graceful and stable, as if guided by countless prior experiences.

“Rumble, rumble…”

The lightning in the sky seemed to begin converging toward the central point. At this moment, fourteen thick bolts of electricity churned violently within the clouds, drawing inward toward the White Horse Lightning at the core.

The fourteen Thunder Condensation Orbs unleashed their absolute maximum power. The celestial energy stirred up in response began to surge like a tidal wave.

The storm clouds above grew even denser, the rain fell even heavier, and the muffled thunder rolled in like angry, breaking waves—approaching from afar, growing from weak to strong.

However, what was astonishing was that none of the electric arcs descended. They all converged in one direction, slowly forming a massive, awe-inspiring purple ball of electricity hovering directly above the city. The body of the White Horse Lightning flickered continuously within this sphere of energy.

When He Yi Ming saw this ball of electricity, even his expression shifted slightly. It was far too large, hanging in the sky like a crimson sun during a thunderstorm, impossible to ignore.

The city seemed to register the strange phenomenon above. Countless voices filled with dread erupted. But He Yi Ming soon watched in astonishment as the thin mist formed by willpower did not collapse; instead, it grew clearer and more distinct.

Countless chants arose throughout the entire city. Although He Yi Ming could not understand what these people were singing, he could sense an inexplicable power interwoven within their synchronized voices.

If these forces were dispersed, they would be negligible, but when so many voices gathered together, they formed a power on the ground that could be called truly immense.

When confronting this power, even the Dragon Might Roar of the Treasure Pig would likely pale in comparison.

The chanting gradually synchronized, until finally, only one sound remained in the entire city: the unified song of countless individuals.

Their voices rang out equally loud, managing to stand toe-to-toe with the thunder in the sky without being overwhelmed.

Innumerable minuscule forces converged toward the heavens, and when combined, they became a genuine behemoth.

A fierce flash of light suddenly pierced the air. The massive bolt of lightning finally struck down fiercely. All the mist of willpower surged upward like ships fighting the current, trying to breach this overwhelming torrent of the massive electric sphere.

After a period of intense deadlock, a long neigh echoed from the sky. The voice of the White Horse Lightning was incomparably clear, reaching the ears of everyone present.

The colossal mist of willpower trembled violently a few times before finally fracturing. The devastating electric sphere smashed through the blockade above the city, finally reaching its intended target in the city center.

Instantly, this ball of lightning exploded completely. The immense shockwave swept over everything in sight like a monstrous tidal wave, washing the surroundings clean. Under the impact of the vast electrical discharge, countless lives were utterly extinguished in that moment.

Deep scars, as if carved by a colossal object, were left on the ground. All structures on the surface, including the inhabitants within, were hurled high into the air by the tremendous force, only to disintegrate into ash mid-air as they failed to withstand the subsequent electrical impact.

The defensive barrier formed by the willpower of hundreds of thousands of people was ultimately scattered ruthlessly before the might of heaven and earth summoned by the Divine Weapon. The space where that colossal lightning struck became a true hell on earth.

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