For the state of thunder to turn into a will, it required a point to gather the scattered and blurry states.
Xiao Chen finally found this point. It was the supreme Lightning Talisman in the small world.
Under Xiao Chen's intentional carving, the originally blurry state of thunder slowly merged together. Its initial form was like a clump of mud, completely unrelated to the talisman.
Furthermore, it shattered at the slightest provocation. If an impatient person tried to do this, he would probably give up after a while.
Xiao Chen did not feel anxious at all. At this moment, excitement and agitation filled his heart. He did not know how the Thunder King comprehended a will.
However, Xiao Chen was certain that the Thunder King would not recognize that talisman. That was a treasure left behind by the strongest Immortal of the Immortal Epoch. Otherwise, Ao Jiao would not have called it Divine Lightning.
The will of thunder that Xiao Chen was about to comprehend was not only different from the Thunder King's will but also unique in the entire Kunlun Realm.
That supreme Lightning Talisman suddenly became extremely clear in Xiao Chen's mind. With just one look, it was deeply imprinted in his mind, unforgettable.
However, when Xiao Chen wanted to merge the state of thunder and form this Lightning Talisman, he encountered many difficulties.
The power of states was formless and formless. First, he had to pile up the formless things. This was not easy.
It was like piling up a pile of loose sand into something solid. How could that be easy?
After a few tests, the state of thunder that he gathered was like a pile of ugly mud. Even the moment he let go, it immediately turned into a pile of loose sand.
Fantasy was wonderful, but reality was harsh. This was the situation that Xiao Chen was currently in.
Sometimes, when one thought about many things, one would get half-dead excited, hot-blooded. One would think that it would be perfect, something that no one had ever done before or after, shocking everyone.
However, when one tried to do it, one would discover that it was a mess. The perfect idea in one's heart could not be achieved at all.
"Damn it! I failed again!"
Even after thousands of attempts, Xiao Chen still did not get any results. He started to feel frustrated. He opened his eyes and punched the golden lake.
With a bang, a three thousand meter tall water pillar soared into the air. It shone with golden light like a precious sword, flickering with glorious light.
This punch poured out all the anger and frustration that Xiao Chen had accumulated from thousands of failures. Even the calmest person would not have a temper, and Xiao Chen was no exception.
The lake water crashed to the ground, rippling and bobbing up and down. After a while, it became calm again, looking like a smooth mirror of light.
There was nothing in the world that could be as tolerant and gentle as water.
No matter how high one stood, water would still flow downwards. Along the way, the dirt on the ground would be silently absorbed by the water.
When one sank into a depression, only the water would remain calm. No matter what happened in the outside world, when everything calmed down, the water would return to its original state. Not a single drop of water would be unable to endure the loneliness and jump out on its own.
If one placed a pile of sand in a lake, without external help, there would be a few uneven spots with uneven heights.
As Xiao Chen looked at the golden lake water below, his frustrated heart slowly calmed down. Then, he suppressed his earlier agitated emotions.
He calmly analyzed what the root cause of his thousands of failures was.
Closing his eyes and thinking hard, Xiao Chen entered a state of selflessness, tossing all the empty excitement and hot-bloodedness out of his mind.
After a long time, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and looked at the calm surface of the lake again. A spirited light flashed in his eyes.
"Sand cannot be piled up into a solid state. Just the state of thunder alone cannot force it together. I need to add something else, like water."
Sand was indeed not sturdy. However, if one mixed water and sand, it would not be a problem to build an indestructible castle.
If the power of concepts was compared to sand, then what was water?
Xiao Chen muttered to himself. Some of the problems slowly became clear. What was the most abundant in the sea of consciousness? Naturally, it was the vast Mental Energy.
Only by mixing Mental Energy and the state of thunder could one truly merge them together. Naturally, the state of thunder would be unbreakable, indestructible.
After thinking of a way to resolve the problem, Xiao Chen remained as calm as before. He immediately did as he was told. Excitement and joy could wait until after the matter was done.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes, and strands of scattered state energy gathered together once more, forming a clump of ugly "mud." This mud looked like it would scatter at any moment.
However, Xiao Chen did not lose heart. He poured in strands of Mental Energy like water.
"Buzz!"
A soft buzzing sound rang out in Xiao Chen's mind. The clump of "mud" that looked like it would scatter at any moment. As Xiao Chen infused his Mental Energy, it slowly merged together, hugging each other tightly.
Xiao Chen revealed a faint smile. Indeed, his guess was right. The state of thunder was like sand, and Mental Energy was like clear water. Only by combining the two could one achieve true perfection.
Continuing his efforts, Xiao Chen continuously merged his peak state of thunder together. The clump of "mud" became even larger.
At the same time, the Mental Energy in Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness slowly seeped in. The two merged perfectly.
When all the state of thunder had merged, Xiao Chen's consciousness leaped up and took human form. Then, he entered the sea of consciousness and sat on the scarlet throne.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and the purple "mud" containing Mental Energy and the state of thunder flew to him.
Xiao Chen stood up from the throne and recalled the appearance of the Lightning Talisman. Then, he started to slowly polish it.
As Xiao Chen polished the rough mud, it slowly became more exquisite. Slowly, a talisman appeared on it.
At the very least, it looked like a talisman. No one would mistake it for a mud ball.
Xiao Chen did not understand or know how to draw the Immortal scripts on the Divine Grade Lightning Talisman. However, he did not need to draw them. After all, he was not trying to make another Divine Grade Lightning Talisman.
Firstly, he did not have the ability to do so. Secondly, he did not have the materials. He only wanted to use this opportunity to forge his own unique will of thunder.
After some thought, Xiao Chen knew what he should carve on the talisman. He wanted to carve the immortal attribute on it.
This was the mental world. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and a brush appeared out of nowhere.
As Xiao Chen moved, all sorts of startling mysterious phenomena appeared in the boundless world of the sea of consciousness.
Volcanoes erupted, lightning flashed, thunder roared, seas roared, and snowy shores crumbled. The winds and clouds changed. There was no moment of peace.
Only Xiao Chen remained standing on the scarlet throne, his expression calm. No matter how horrifying the mysterious phenomena were, I will write immortal with every stroke!
The immortal patterns on the purple talisman slowly linked together. As Xiao Chen drew the final stroke, a divine charm appeared on the rough talisman.
On the rough wrinkles, a trace of charm appeared out of thin air. The world of the sea of consciousness that had changed colors also stopped moving at this moment. In the world, only that talisman was eternal and immortal.
Xiao Chen withdrew his consciousness from the sea of consciousness and opened his eyes. A light flashed on his forehead, and the purple talisman flew out.
At this moment, the state was still the state, and the Mental Energy was still the Mental Energy. The two only merged together. A will did not appear. It still lacked one last breath.
Xiao Chen's expression remained calm. He clenched his teeth and spat out a mouthful of lifeblood essence.
"Pu ci!"
When the blood seeped into the talisman, it immediately gave off a strange light. At this moment, Xiao Chen's mind, flesh, and blood were completely connected to this talisman.
They were bound together for good or for ill.
The last thing that was missing from the will was completely fixed. It would be refined into the immortal will of thunder that belonged to Xiao Chen, the one and only in the world.
As the light flowed, it no longer showed any signs of dimming. As long as Xiao Chen did not die, the light of his will would be eternal and inextinguishable.
"Still not enough!"
Xiao Chen's eyes were resolute as he looked at the Divine Lightning Talisman hidden in the small world encased in the clump of light. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a finger-sized hole immediately appeared in the clump of light.
"Pu ci!"
The lightning that shot out brushed past Xiao Chen's shoulder. However, it struck the purple talisman flickering with light in the air.
When the golden lightning struck the talisman, Xiao Chen immediately roared in pain. It was like the lightning struck him; he was in so much pain that he wished he were dead.
If jade is not cut, it will not be useful. If the sword is not sharp, how can it kill?!
The newborn will of thunder had to undergo the baptism of the absolute Divine Lightning before it could truly become glorious.
Despite the boundless pain, Xiao Chen's eyes did not show any intention of giving up. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and another hole appeared, releasing another bolt of golden lightning.
Xiao Chen's figure flashed, and he attacked eighty-one times, allowing this newborn will of thunder talisman to undergo the baptism of the absolute Divine Lightning ninety-one times.
At some point in time, Ao Jiao had emerged from the bottom of the lake. As she looked at the agonized Xiao Chen in the air, a complicated expression appeared in her eyes. The scene before her was very similar to the scene from many years ago.
Even after a thousand years, the scene did not change. The faces of the Thunder King and Xiao Chen kept changing before Ao Jiao's eyes.
She focused her gaze, and her face froze. It was a young man with delicate features who could not be considered very handsome. The face that belonged to the Thunder Emperor never appeared again.
Let the past legends and inextinguishable glory fade away in the long river of history. If one was determined and never gave up, one would definitely create an even more glorious legend.
Back then, the Thunder King was like this as well. Although the will he comprehended was different from Xiao Chen's, the instant he comprehended his will, he immediately used the absolute Divine Lightning to baptize himself.
A foolish person would have ten thousand ways to be foolish. However, a truly powerful demonic genius, be it ten thousand years ago, five thousand years ago, or now, was the same on a certain level.
The baptism of the Divine Lightning would definitely not be effective in a short time. If one gave up after enduring the torment of pain, all their previous efforts would be wasted. It would be meaningless.
As the light flickered, it lasted for seven days. The somewhat crude talisman that belonged to Xiao Chen's will became even more exquisite and perfect under this baptism.
After seven days, no more absolute Divine Lightning shot out from the clump of light.
The purple talisman glowed with light. Occasionally, one could see faint golden light flowing out of the immortal patterns. The edges were distinct, looking like a perfect work of art.
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