Yang Jing slept for a full six hours. When he awoke, he felt completely refreshed and full of energy.
He stretched, only then discovering scorch marks on the bed left by electric arcs. They looked exactly like the time his Five Thunders technique had gone out of control.
Vaguely, Yang Jing recalled having a strange dream. In the dream, it was pitch black, and a bizarre voice kept calling his name, irritating him to no end.
He had instinctively activated his Five Thunders technique, angrily unleashing several bolts of lightning before the calling voice finally ceased.
After advancing to the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation, a Cultivator's Divine Sense becomes so powerful that they rarely dream. Any dream they did have was a sign of something to come.
'A strange dream like that is definitely not a good thing.'
