During the month, Meng Hao sat underneath the shield within the protection of the lightning mist. He had used every idea he could think of to break through the shield, but there it was, the same as ever. It seemed even his voice could not pass through it, although that didn’t matter because he hadn’t seen even a single person in the sky above. Finally one night, black clouds filled the sky, and a torrential downpour began. The rain fell down through the shield onto Meng Hao’s lightning mist.
Suddenly, a peal of thunder rang out, along with a bolt of lightning. When this happened, Meng Hao’s eyes narrowed. He looked closely at the shield. After a moment, another bolt of lightning descended. Meng Hao’s eyes began to shine.
He had noticed that every time lightning struck, the shield would ripple.
“So, lightning bolts can affect it… If lightning strikes it, maybe the shield can be opened.” His heart began to thump. A huge group of metal flying swords appeared. He tossed them, hoping to be able to use them to attract some lightning bolts.
However, thunder and rain vanished, and the sky started to grow bright. He hadn’t been able to attract any lightning bolts. However, hope now burned in his eyes.
“I can’t attract lightning. Maybe that is because of the shield itself. If only there was a way to force the lightning down and blow open the shield… I need something to attract it. I need… hmm…” A light of inspiration shined in his head. He retrieved a piece of turtle shell from the bag of the Cosmos; this was the formula for the Perfect Foundation Pill.
He looked it over closely a few times, and then his eyes began to shine even brighter. They filled with determination.
“Establishing a Perfect Foundation is not permitted by the Heavens, and will provoke Tribulation Lightning…”
He put the turtle shell away and sat there in silent contemplation for a while. After a time, his body flashed toward the mists below. Soon he had reached the bottom of the volcano, and Chu Yuyan.
He looked at her, at her frustrated, pale face.
When she caught sight of him, she reflexively said, “You…”
“You’re Grand Master Pill Demon’s disciple,” said Meng Hao coldly. “Do you know anything about alchemy?”
She nodded silently.
“Do you want out?!” His eyes flashed. As his words entered her ears, Chu Yuyan’s body began to tremble. Gradually, life began to seep back into her eyes.