One day remained before Yuki had to leave the mystic realm, the entire time, she had been sitting in front of the same tablet. There was no one else around her at all. She was basically still at the foot of the mountain, but she did not want to give up this chance just yet. 

She did not know her token was already flickering with a purplish light. Yuki’s mind was spinning. She had long put each scratch mark to a motion, but she was also pushing her limits and adding her own style to it. She wanted more speed, more strikes. What was once hundreds of slash marks was now turning into thousands. 

A few more hours passed by when…. 

*Boom!*

The sound of thunder filled the air. Dark clouds began to appear over Yuki’s position. Everyone in the mystic realm and everyone watched the happenings inside. All stared at the scene in confusion.

Only the elders from the Holyland and Elder Nishikawa understood what this meant. She looked at the fox girl who was still sitting in front of the tablet with her eyes closed with a worried smile on her face. “Yuki, what are you doing!? A God Rank technique should not exist in the lower realm!” 

Yuki had pushed the limits of the Path of Bloody Petals and added in her own heavenly lighting movement and all her concepts of how she moved with her movement technique. With the added speed and the fact that she went crazy adding in thousands of more strikes to the already heaven-defying technique, she had created something that only she could use at this time. Her comprehension of the original technique had already reached max, but now it had exceeded the knowledge of the original and had become something new.

A Heavenly voice entered Yuki’s ears. “Name Your Technique Young One…..”

“The Storm Of Bloody Wind….” Yuki had long wanted to call this technique that, mainly because it consisted of her attacking from all directions, like a red colored wind changing directions during a violent storm.

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In another realm, an old man sat looking at a pool of water. This pool of water did not reflect his own visage but that of you young fox girl who was sitting in front of a tablet. He looked at this fox girl with a small smile. “So young and yet already creating such a technique. This technique alone will take those who wish to learn many tens of thousands of years to master, and yet this girl…. If she survives to reach this realm, then maybe she will bring new waves to this stale place.” 

The old man wrote down the name of the Technique on a golden scroll as he did, the information about the technique burned into it. Once it was done, it glowed with a golden light and transformed into a golden jade with the name of the technique carved into it. 

“The Storm Of Bloody Wind….” The old man could understand why it had such a name. This technique was powerful, very powerful to the point that it could kill millions in an instant just at the start of the technique. “For a young Asura to have such a technique, the mortal realm should not be a problem as long as she can reach the peak.”

The old man looked at the jade slip that was floating in the air and waved his hand. He was the record keeper. He was in charge of keeping track of the techniques the lower realms created. Gold was the lowest of the techniques allowed in the Records Pavilion.

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The dark clouds overhead sparked with lightning as a small ball of black lightning began to form. At the same time, Yuki slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the sky. She was kind of happy this was happening. She was running out of heavenly lighting. But the next second, she couldn’t help but frown slightly. This lightning was different and gave off a different kind of pressure. “This is….”

*Booom!*

The lightning fell from the sky and struck Yuki, who was not even prepared. She felt her entire body was about to be burned alive. She quickly circulated her cultivation along with the heavenly lightning in her body to try to resist dying. But she could not stop the black lightning from entering her body. She could only try to consume the lighting instead and make it hers!

Elder Nishikawa looked at the scene in front of her and gripped the armrest of her chair so tightly it shattered into dust. She began to stand up and wanted to rush into the mystic realm, but as she did, an old man appeared in front of her. “This is a good thing. If she can make it through this, she will be able to gain power the mortal world has yet to see. If she is nearing death, I will go in myself to save her.”

“You? Who are you?” Elder Nishikawa looked at the old man in front of her in confusion. She could feel this man’s power was something even she could not fathom.

“Just think of me as a friend to the little fox.” The old man replied. Even he was surprised by this event. Even in the upper realms, this was not normal. Normally, creating a high level technique only required a normal tribulation lightning, not chaos lightning. He had only heard legends of it, but it seemed it was something that really did exist.