RUMBLE—
A low rumble of thunder rolled in from the horizon, like the roar of an ancient beast, piercing through layers of clouds and fog to reach the Cold Palace Sword Mansion.
Ji Xichan's eyes flew open, a flicker of shock and doubt in their depths.
'Such a powerful aura... Is this the Golden Sky Divine Thunder?'
She murmured to herself, her voice laced with disbelief.
The young woman walked to the window lattice and looked toward the distant, cloud-shrouded sky. She could faintly make out streaks of golden lightning darting through the clouds, like golden dragons churning in the Cloud Sea.
'There wasn't this much of a commotion even when I was Crossing the Tribulation. Doesn't this mean Qing Yueqiu is even stronger than me? How is that possible!'
Her voice trailed off, a hint of unease and indignation creeping into her tone.
'On what grounds could Qing Yueqiu's talent surpass hers? She was the Chosen One, blessed by the Goddess Statue!'
