"Lin Tian..." Zhang Lingyu exclaimed and was about to rush forward.

Zhang Ruyan reached out to stop her, "What use would you be up there? The Heavenly Thunder Talisman has already been activated, and with the great Barrier’s reinforcement, it cannot be reversed."

"I... I can at least help him bear some of the power." Zhang Lingyu was very anxious because the phenomenon in the field was becoming more apparent, and a dull thunder even rumbled above the square.

Zhang Ruyan shook her head helplessly, "I think you’re so concerned that you’re losing your head. This is a contest. If you, as a woman, go up to help him, no matter the outcome, Lin Tian would probably be ridiculed to death by others."

"Don’t worry, Lin Tian isn’t someone who dies easily." Zhang Ruyan recalled Lin Tian’s shocking behavior of continuously enduring lightning strikes under the camphor tree, which she still couldn’t explain and could only conclude that this zombie is immune to lightning?

Zhang Heyuan turned to look at the Great Elder, his face not looking good, "Senior brother, doing this might not be right."

"Before the contest, I already said, go until you’ve reached the limit, but they chose to determine a winner. We all have been through this and should understand that if you want to determine a winner, getting hurt is inevitable. If the situation in the field were reversed, with Zhang Zhicheng at a disadvantage, I would not intervene either."

The Great Elder retorted, sounding very fair.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heyuan laughed upon hearing this, "Senior brother, remember your words, don’t intervene." The Great Elder frowned, not knowing what Zhang Heyuan meant.

In the square, Lin Tian felt his hair standing on end, a sign of being electrified.

"Master, the electrical energy is getting stronger..." the Sword Spirit reminded again.

"I have a bold idea!" Yet Lin Tian was not nervous, calmly speaking in his mind.

"What, Master isn’t thinking of..." The Sword Spirit was startled, guessing Lin Tian’s thought, "No, being struck by lightning all day long, I can’t take it... I protest, I object!"

The Sword Spirit is an energy entity, and general physical harm is ineffective against it, but lightning can cause harm, especially since the Heavenly Tribulation Sword cannot absorb the lightning.

Even more dangerous is the possibility that the lightning energy might trigger Taiyin Xuan Qi, which he fears the most.

"Objection overruled." Lin Tian rejected very straightforwardly, persistent yet determined, "Once I decide on something, I won’t change it. A few strikes are nothing. Only by enduring hardship can one become a superior being."

"I’m not human, why bother becoming a superior being?" The Sword Spirit muttered with great dissatisfaction.

Lin Tian remained unmoved, "If you want to suffer less, find a way to let the Heavenly Tribulation Sword continue absorbing the electrical energy."

The Sword Spirit was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "The Heavenly Tribulation Sword was already filled with electrical energy. If we want to continue absorbing, it’s not impossible. We can compress the electrical energy, store it within the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, and refine it slowly later."

"How violent is electrical energy; can you compress it?" Lin Tian was pleased in his heart but also skeptical.

Lightning is one of the most violent energies between heaven and earth. Forget about compressing it; even trying to control it or guide it is difficult. Generally, demon exorcists cannot use thunder attribute Dao skills.

The current thunder Dao skill was not even used by Zhang Zhicheng but by the Great Elder’s Heavenly Thunder Talisman with the reinforcement of the great Barrier.

"When King Arthur and the Court Wizard forged the Sword of the King, to melt the materials, the Court Wizard used a witchcraft, energy compression. The spell of witchcraft has always been in my memory. Now that I mention it, I recall it." The Sword Spirit reminisced.

"Witchcraft spell? It seems you have lots of good stuff hidden away. I’ll have to dig into it in the future; maybe I’ll find some peerless martial arts." Lin Tian said happily.

"Last time, I told you I could teach you some combat skills, all used by King Arthur, but you refused, no wonder. I know many things, secrets of the Royal Court, witchcraft spells, oh, and King Arthur’s treasure..." The Sword Spirit boasted arrogantly, starting to brag.

Lin Tian immediately interrupted its words, "Cut the crap, the thunder is coming!"

By this time, Zhang Zhicheng also retreated quickly, but as he backed off, he coldly left behind a line, "Lin Tian, accept the wrath. I’m going to cripple you, even if you survive, you will become a cripple. Let’s see if Junior Sister Lingyu will still fancy you as a cripple!"

Several bright lights appeared over the Zhang Family. Those were stray lightning arcs, followed by a thunderbolt as thick as a barrel dropping down, instantly striking the square, hitting Lin Tian precisely.

The lightning was dazzling, completely engulfing him. No one could see Lin Tian’s figure, and some even thought he must have turned into ashes, right?

"It’s over, this Lin Tian is done for..." A disciple was already stunned by the massive thunderbolt.

"Why provoke Zhang Zhicheng, of all people? He has a good godfather..."

"These days it’s an era of leveraging dads. If your own dad doesn’t work, recognize a powerful godfather."

The pillar of lightning wasn’t as violent as Lin Tian’s Meteor Burst earlier, but the highly concentrated energy and the might of heavenly thunder weighed on every disciple’s heart, making it hard to breathe.

The spectators outside the field were also weighed down with heavy hearts, so one could imagine the pressure Lin Tian was facing. Zhang Lingyu tightly gripped Zhang Ruyan’s hand, her eyes fixed on the lightning.

In this moment, Lin Tian, bathed in the electrical energy, did indeed bear the brunt of the lightning. The thunder seemed to tear everything apart, destroy everything.

Yet he was excited. The stronger the energy, the more excited he was because this way, he could devour more electrical energy. Although the process would involve great pain, it was all worth it.

As the lightning struck, Lin Tian raised his hand with a metal bracelet, and the Sword Spirit activated the witchcraft spell. However, the spell was extremely complex, like Old English but mixed with other syllables, a complete jumble of sounds.

Lin Tian’s English level wasn’t bad, and he had research on Old English, but he couldn’t understand the meaning of the spell.

Dragon language? Elvish? This is too absurd, but nobody knew, and Lin Tian wasn’t worried about his own life or death; he still had the mood to guess the witchcraft spell.

No matter what language it was, the effect was immediate. The metal bracelet immediately emitted a powerful suction force, and massive electrical energy was absorbed, then compressed.

Lin Tian used his super vision to scan over and found that the electrical energy was compressed into a lightning bead, spinning rapidly, suspended within the void of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

"It’s done!" Lin Tian was excited. Just one lightning bead contained more electrical energy than the previous amount combined.

Moreover, as the spell continued, more and more electrical energy was absorbed and then continued to be compressed.

However, Lin Tian hadn’t had time to continue being excited when a searing pain invaded his entire body, more painful than being sliced by a thousand blades, nearly knocking him out. In the end, it was his strong willpower that kept him a little clear-minded.