After not receiving any answer to his utterance, Lin Mo sighed.
What is he expecting anyway? He could just ask the old man later. For now, he had to survive this one.
He knew his newly tempered body, even with the [Stillwater Body] ability, could not tank this last bolt. The Null-Stone was still cooling down and would probably shatter if he used it to absorb this much complex energy.
He stood up and planted his feet firmly on the cracked stage which was already close to mending to the divine formation cast on it.
He held the [Starlit Dragon Spear] as an extension of his will and a weapon to defy the Heaven's Will of the First Heaven.
He took a deep breath. Casting his focus off the storm and the lotus. Instead, he focused on the quiet, perfect and self-contained star system now residing above his dantian.
He closed his eyes.
The waterfall. The starless void. The eye of the storm.
Harmony. Flow. Serenity in chaos.
His own 'convenience'.
