While I was in Mondstadt, I never imagined becoming a god.

Xu Chuan rubbed his temples, temporarily setting aside this unsolvable mystery, and reached out to Ying again.

"Let's continue, at least until we find the cause, and lay a solid foundation first."

So, in the following days...

In the room, Ying would sit opposite Xu Chuan, her hands clasped together, circulating her energy in the golden light.

Her progress was rapid. At first, she could only maintain the golden light for a short while, but later, as long as there was continuous contact, the golden light could stably cover her entire body.

But the golden light will inevitably dissipate the moment it breaks.

This mystery was like a thin thorn, stuck in Xu Chuan's mind, impossible to pull out or swallow.

……

Moonlight blanketed the sea, with two moons, one above the other, making it impossible to distinguish between the sky and the sea.

The sea is unusually calm tonight.

There were no waves, and the sea was as smooth as a huge black mirror, reflecting the entire bright moon perfectly in the water.

There is no boundary between the water and the sky; as the boat travels on it, it feels as if it is floating in a vast sea of ​​stars.

Xu Chuan jumped off the ship's side.

He didn't fall into the water; the air beneath his feet condensed into invisible steps the instant he stepped on it, carrying him across the sea and flying into the distance.

His robes fluttered in the wind, casting a blurry, inky shadow in the night.

He was searching for giant creatures in the deep sea.

He has done this every night since he set sail.

During the day, they would keep an eye on the sea from the ship, and at night they would go out to search themselves.

He was looking for the lever.

The giant sea monster that followed the vortex demon god Oser was supposed to roam the waters near Lonely Cloud Pavilion in the original storyline.

But now that Ausel has been taken away by the Abyss Order, Ba Che's whereabouts have also become unknown.

Perhaps it is still lingering in the waters near Liyue, or perhaps it has already sunk into the deep sea and will never resurface.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, the sea surface begins to glow with a pale, fish-belly white.

Xu Chuan hovered in mid-air, his robes soaked with night dew, and fine water droplets clinging to the ends of his hair.

He took a deep breath of the salty morning air and exhaled a puff of white mist.

The ocean is so vast that there's no need to force it if you can't find it.

Xu Chuan checked the direction and confirmed the approximate course of the Death Star before turning around and preparing to return at full speed.

Then, he saw the pitch-black clouds on the horizon pressing down from the end of the sea, like a giant wall stretching across the sky.

The clouds were so low they almost touched the sea surface, and the churning black air masses collided and crushed each other, each friction emitting blinding purple lightning.

The thunderous roar reached my ears from dozens of miles away.

The continuous booming sounds were like a giant beast roaring deep in the clouds.

Countless bolts of lightning struck down from the clouds at the same time, and purple-white arcs of electricity exploded on the sea surface.

It stirred up a towering column of water, which instantly evaporated into white mist, only to be torn apart by the next bolt of lightning.

The massive hull of the Death Star was slowly sailing along the course outside the thunderstorm.

The three mainmasts, illuminated by lightning, looked as thin as three toothpicks; the entire ship appeared to be crushed at any moment before the wall of clouds.

Xu Chuan was suspended in mid-air.

The sea breeze carried the pungent smell of lightning striking the air; with each breath, it felt as if tiny static electricity was crackling in my nostrils.

"This is the thunderstorm surrounding Inazuma."

He gazed at the black wall of clouds that seemed to swallow the heavens and earth, and at the lightning strikes that were so dense they seemed irrational.

It's remarkable that this level of achievement could be accomplished without the Heart of Thor's power or the presence of the physical body.

What would it be like to unleash a full-force, thoughtless blade?

Chapter 183 Erasing the Eternal Variable

Thunderstorm clouds pressed down on the sea like a giant, inky wall, blotting out the sun.

Even so, the Death Star slowly steered towards this roaring black sea.

"Lower the main sail!" Beidou ripped off his blindfold and roared in the howling wind.

"Take 30% of the auxiliary sails! Secure all cargo on deck with double mooring lines, quick!"

Her eyes shone terrifyingly in the ghastly white light of the lightning.

Rainwater streamed down her taut jawline and into her collar, but she remained motionless, her feet seemingly nailed to the deck.

None of the crew members panicked; they acted swiftly on her orders.

Sailors, with safety ropes tied around their waists, climbed up and down in the torrential rain, desperately pulling the sails down.

On deck, cargo was being reinforced box by box, and waves crashed in, seawater mixed with rainwater washing over everyone.

"Hard to left!" Beidou roared.

A bolt of lightning struck the sea less than twenty meters from the stern of the ship, followed by a deafening roar that shook the very air.

The entire ship suddenly sank, then was lifted up by the waves, as if it had been grabbed and flung by a giant hand.

Ying stood at the cabin door, gripping the door frame tightly with one hand and protecting Paimon behind her with the other.

She squinted as she looked toward the stern of the ship, her lips pressed into a thin line.

That guy hasn't come back yet.

Paimon huddled behind her, clutching her cloak with his little hands, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

A bolt of lightning illuminated the entire sea surface in a ghastly white light. She saw waves as high as mountains and dark clouds so low they seemed to be crushing the sea.

"What a terrifying thunderstorm..."

Paimon's voice was barely audible amidst the thunder, "How on earth did that Zhu Zi guy manage to survive on that little raft...?"

Ying didn't answer, but gently rubbed Paimon's head.

Her gaze pierced through the rain, looking into the endless darkness.

Yes, why is that?

They would rather face a thunderstorm with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death than leave their homeland.

Why is Inazuma, under the rule of Thor, so different from Mondstadt and Liyue?

With this question on her mind, she unconsciously tightened her grip on Paimon.

Ten miles behind the Death Star.

Xu Chuan stopped in front of the thunderstorm clouds.

The gale, carrying rain, surged in like ocean waves, only to be repelled by an invisible force.

A curtain of water formed in front of him.

He remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the churning black sea of ​​clouds.

Lightning flashed inside, then went out.

Every time the lights come on, you can see that otherworldly power churning and roaring in the clouds.

Andrius and Durin.

The souls of the two demon gods were like two giant rocks, pressing down on his life force.

Sex gradually took over his life, and he became more and more adept at using his power, but this imbalance felt like a string in his body being stretched tighter and tighter.

This is not what he wanted to see.

But what truly made him decide was his breakthrough in controlling elemental power with his will.

Xu Chuan's lips twitched slightly.

"I never thought I'd have the chance to temper my body with heavenly lightning. I hope the result won't be too bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light and crashed straight into the endless thunderstorm cloud.

The clouds swallowed him up, and the aura of lightning roamed in all directions, like countless needles probing his skin.

Xu Chuan opened his eyes, golden light burning deep within his pupils.

Click!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck down, hitting him squarely on the head.

The white light engulfed everything.

In that instant, Xu Chuan closed his eyes; the light was so bright that his eyelids couldn't block it.

The electric current surged into my body, every cell screamed, and it felt like countless tiny insects were crawling on my skin.

Sizzle... sizzle...

White arcs of electricity swirled around his body, causing his hair to stand on end.

But apart from that, there were no wounds.

Before the lightning elemental power within his body could unleash its power, it was swallowed whole.

The power within the meridians began to transform, and a scalding torrent was introduced into the dried-up riverbed, injecting a vibrant life force.

He could feel the foundation of his life realm gradually thickening, a feeling that was indescribable.

But that's not enough, far from enough.

Xu Chuan reopened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with golden light.

"These alone are not enough to achieve what is required for body tempering."

He raised his hands, his fingers spread wide.

"Let the storm rage on."

An invisible wave emanated from his body.

Pure will spread within this thunderstorm, forcibly gathering the surrounding lightning elemental power.

Thunderstorm clouds from all directions began to converge on his location, churning and piling up.

The originally pale white lightning was visibly tinged with purple, becoming even more frenzied and violent.

Boom! Boom!

A loud bang drowned out all the thunder.

The air exploded, and the space itself trembled.

The sound surged from the clouds, crossed the sea, and slammed into the Death Star like an invisible giant fist.

"What's that noise?!" Beidou suddenly looked up.

Wan Ye stood beside her, his body surging with wind elements, forming a transparent barrier that kept the rain out.

His gaze was fixed on the distant thunderstorm clouds, his brows furrowed.

"Something's not right with this thunderstorm," Beidou's voice deepened, "Why is it sometimes strong and sometimes weak?"

She gripped the railing tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"In the past, the deeper you went into a thunderstorm cloud, the greater the risk. How come it's the other way around today?"

"Manyo, look over there!"

Beidou raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

Wan Ye looked in the direction she was pointing.

The thunderstorm cloud, which was originally so thick that it blocked out all light, began to thin out.

The frequency of lightning decreased, and the color of the clouds paled, as if something was hollowing them out from the inside.