Shi Ming stood on the deck of the smoking *Smokestack*, contemplating idly as he waited for this "Rebound."
'So, this magnetic field created by the Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Body, and the resulting Thunder Prison... does it really summon exactly ten thousand bolts of lightning?'
'If there's one more, or one less, wouldn't that be imprecise?'
Fifty minutes passed quietly. *The Smokestack* was completely flooded, its hull bobbing precariously on the sea. This Golden Ship, which had amassed its wealth by trading in underground intelligence for thirty years, was about to meet its end.
The lightning runes on Shi Ming's body gradually faded. The intense lightning in his pupils began to dim, and his striking silver hair, which had been standing on end, returned to its normal black.
The Rebound of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Body had arrived.
This time, the Rebound was—
Thunder Forging Body!
