Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Ball lightning is a magical natural phenomenon. Zhang Zhiwei has never seen it, but he has read some related records.

Some people believe that it is a vortex-shaped high-temperature plasma, which maintains stability for a long time because the centrifugal force caused by the high-speed internal rotation is balanced with the external atmospheric pressure.

Some people also believe that it is a chemical reaction between high-temperature mixed gases, thus maintaining energy stability.

Others believe that ball lightning is mainly formed by the combustion of a network sphere composed of tiny silicon-containing particles.

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Some even believe that it is room-temperature nuclear fusion in the air.

In short, there are many different opinions about this thing, and it is difficult to reach a definite conclusion, and Zhang Zhiwei does not care.

He looked at the ball of lightning with a faint golden flame floating not far from him. Unlike the violent ordinary lightning, it looked gentle and even harmless to humans.

It was like a balloon in his hand, and even easier to control than a balloon. He could control it with just a thought.

However, Zhang Zhiwei did not underestimate it. After all, he knew how much effort he had put in to make this thing.

"The power of this thing should be extraordinary!"

"It's really special, you have to try it to know!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the crooked tree behind him, only to see that its trunk was bent and sticking to the cliff, trembling, and it was obviously very frightened.

The power of the ball lightning was unknown. In order to avoid accidentally hurting it, Zhang Zhiwei moved, carrying the ball lightning, from the top of the mountain to a forest at the foot of the mountain, and tried to use the ball lightning to attack the trees in the distance.

The ball lightning is only the size of a basketball, emitting a hazy golden flame and dragging a long red-gold tail. It also makes a whistling sound when flying.

The howl was deep but sharp, making people think of a ghost playing the xiao in the ancient wasteland, which was creepy.

When the ball lightning was flying, Zhang Zhiwei concentrated his pupil power and observed its interior.

He saw the golden lightning inside the ball lightning emanating from it, as deep as an abyss. The golden flames around it were like the light mist escaping from the abyss.

The moment the light mist touched the trees, a dazzling golden light lit up. Zhang Zhiwei had the divine eye, and the golden light could not take away his sight.

He saw the ball lightning passing through the body of the big tree in front of him, and then the tree suddenly turned gray and white. This scene was like in a photo editing software, where the filter was suddenly adjusted to black and white.

At the same time, a strange smell came from the air. Zhang Zhiwei's nostrils twitched and he recognized it as the smell of ozone.

The ball lightning that penetrated the big tree emitted a hazy golden light and floated lightly in the air, sometimes up and sometimes down, changing constantly.

Zhang Zhiwei walked up to the gray-white tree, stretched out his hand, and the moment he touched the surface, it was as if he had pierced through an extremely thin and brittle shell. The feeling he felt... was like touching a plate of burnt mosquito coils.

This plate of mosquito coils has turned grayish white, but it is still hanging on the shelf. Just a slight touch will turn it into ashes and fall down.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhiwei heard a slight crackling sound, and the gray-white tree collapsed suddenly like a domino, turning into a pile of white ash.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and grabbed a handful of ash, rubbed it, and found the texture was very fine, without any graininess.

"It is not difficult to burn a big tree to ashes. My thunder method, Huode Sect's fire method, and even my Delusion Breaking Divine Eye can easily do it, but it is impossible to do it so quickly, so evenly, and so accurately..."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the ground. Although the big tree had turned into ashes, and even the roots underground had been turned into ashes, the ground and even the weeds on the ground were not affected at all.

This is undoubtedly very inconsistent. No matter whether it is ordinary thunder magic or fire magic, it cannot achieve this.

"It's quite powerful, let's try something else!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked around but couldn't find a suitable test subject. There were no big stones around except trees.

"In that case, let's try attacking the plants!"

Zhang Zhiwei had an idea and directed the ball lightning to hit a shrub on the ground. He recognized this shrub. It had very deep roots and very little of it was exposed outside.

And the order he gave was to destroy the bush.

The ball of lightning floated above the bushes, penetrated the bushes from top to bottom without any hindrance, sank into the ground, and disappeared.

The bushes turned gray, like the trees before them, but the ground was intact.

Zhang Zhiwei could sense the ball lightning about ten meters underground.

"It sank into the ground but didn't attack the ground. Is it because it can't attack, or because I didn't give the order?"

"How about we check on this bush first?"

Zhang Zhiwei cast the Heaven and Earth Visual and Audio Talisman, and his consciousness radiated, penetrating the ground and reaching deep underground.

He saw the ball lightning floating there, like a non-existent ball of light and shadow, overlapping with the ground but not intersecting, and both sides were at peace.

"What does this mean?" Zhang Zhiwei also found it difficult to explain this phenomenon.

As for the roots of the shrubs, they had turned grayish white, a color that was clearly different from the surrounding geology, giving Zhang Zhiwei an inexplicable feeling as if he was pouring molten aluminum to build an ant nest.

As soon as he thought about it, the ball of lightning flew out from the ground again and floated in his hand, while the ground remained intact.

"Does this mean ignoring defense?"

In order to verify this hypothesis, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and set up a thick golden barrier in front of him, and then with a thought, he let the ball lightning pass through it.

This is not a game. There is skill immunity. The golden barrier was also pressed into substance by him, like an iron wall, and even harder.

Before seeing the final result, Zhang Zhiwei didn't think that ball lightning could penetrate.

Even if he could, he should be like Dan Shi, using his own special abilities to make a hole in the golden barrier, and he would be able to sense the process of making the hole.

But the reality shocked him greatly. He saw that the ball lightning was like a projection that did not exist in the world, and it passed through the golden barrier unhindered.

It wasn't about penetrating, but about seeing through. During the whole process, the golden barrier didn't receive any damage at all. Even Zhang Zhiwei felt that the golden light was penetrated by something.

Zhang Zhiwei's spiritual perception was so sharp that if there was any change in the golden light, he would definitely be able to detect some clues, but no, he didn't feel anything at all.

"This thing is a bit scary!"

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, waved his hand, and took the ball lightning back into his palm and let it circle.

He was the one who rubbed this thing, and he could sense that there was no loss of energy in it.

"How about trying again, or trying on me?" As soon as this thought came up, it was suppressed by Zhang Zhiwei. He couldn't joke with his own life.

He looked at the mountain wall in front of him. "In the previous few times, the ball lightning passed through the soil and rocks and hit the target accurately. But perhaps because the target was too fragile, after several experiments, the loss of the ball lightning was almost zero."

"Let's just go all in this time and see how much impact we can have on the ground."

As soon as he thought of this, he threw the ball of lightning in his hand towards the ground in front of him.

The ball of lightning floated away from his hand lightly. It looked very slow, but it was actually very fast. In just a moment, it sank into the ground.

This time's sinking was different from the previous two times. Wherever the ball lightning passed, the ground became transparent, then turned gray and white, and turned into powder.

"It can cause damage to the ground. It passed through it before because it was not the target."

After coming to this conclusion, Zhang Zhiwei stopped controlling the ball lightning to continue shuttling underground. Instead, he thought about it and directly detonated the entire ball lightning.

In an instant, the ball lightning that was originally floating unsteadily stopped suddenly, and then expanded rapidly, expanding to more than two hundred meters before stopping. From a distance, it looked like a golden sun rising here.

Everything covered by the golden sun was destroyed in an instant, leaving no ashes behind, turning into nothingness.

Not only that, this golden sun also showed extremely strong suction, as if it had turned into a whirlpool, and everything within a hundred meters around it was sucked in and then disappeared.

The golden sun lasted for about ten seconds, during which time it was very stable. Although it was swallowing up everything around it, there was no sound at all. There was an eerie tranquility, and it even briefly gave people a sense of eternity, as if this was an eternal sun.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the product in front of him, then looked at the sun in the sky. Perhaps it was because he was too close to the ball lightning, the sun in the sky seemed a little dim.

However, even though the ball lightning just now burst out with extremely strong energy, he did not feel the slightest heat, like a cold sun.

Ten seconds later, the golden sun-like spherical lightning began to collapse, shrink rapidly, and finally disappeared.

Everything was calm and everything within a radius of hundreds of meters disappeared without a trace, not even any debris was left. The ground in front of Zhang Zhiwei was no longer made of earth and stone, but became like glass.

"I thought it would create a 100-meter-wide crater, but I didn't expect this!"

Zhang Zhiwei took a deep breath and called upon the power of faith in the hall to replenish the energy he had just consumed. Even for him, the loss was not small when he used the method he had just used.

He walked up to the glass and reached out to touch it. The surface of the glass was cold and very smooth, like a mirror, which could clearly reflect a person's figure.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked the mirror and thought to himself, "Although there was no heat released just now, it doesn't mean that there was no heat released."

"These mirror-like glasses should be formed by the sand and stone ground that melted and solidified instantly."

He poked it with a finger and found that the glass was incredibly hard, but although it was hard, it was also very brittle and could be shattered with just a little more strength.

Zhang Zhiwei did not shatter it. He stood in front of the mirror with a radius of 200 meters and looked at it for a while.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of breaking through the air was heard one after another.

Zhang Zhiwei looked back and saw a large group of Taoists flying towards them, talking as they flew. When they got closer, they noticed Zhang Zhiwei looking at them and waved happily.

They were attracted by the golden sun just now. They were curious about why a sun rose when the Tianshi Mansion was facing the foot of Tianmen Mountain.
But after seeing Zhang Zhiwei, they immediately understood that this must have been done by Senior Brother Zhiwei.

In the past few years, Senior Brother Zhiwei has produced so many things.

But at this moment, Zhang Jingqing descended from the sky and appeared in front of everyone, frowning and shouting:

"What are you all doing here? Don't you have anything to do? It's okay, go and comfort those frightened pilgrims."

Seeing that the Heavenly Master was angry, no one dared to stay here any longer. The group of Taoists went back where they came from, and their speed when they left was even faster than when they came here.

After all, it is not worth it to offend the Heavenly Master at this time. Anyway, Zhang Zhiwei will show up soon.

After sending away the nosy disciples, Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Zhiwei, sighed, and said helplessly:

"What have you come up with again, kid?"

"This is a long story. By the way, Master, where is Uncle Zhang Yi? Why didn't I see him coming?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

If he is the big mouth in Longhu Mountain, then Zhang Yi is the gossip king. He loves to inquire about anything new and strange. With such a big commotion just now, he shouldn't have not come. Did something happen?
"The old man went to Sichuan to see his old lover!" said Zhang Jingqing.

It turned out that he went to see Aunt Lan... Zhang Zhiwei felt relieved and said:

"Master just asked me what I was doing. Actually, I just had an idea."

"I found that even if I integrated the thunder method and created the Purple Palace Divine Thunder, no matter how I performed it, there would always be a focus between yin and yang."

“So I was wondering if I could create an absolute balance of yin and yang!”

Zhang Zhiwei briefly expressed his thoughts and was about to continue when he was interrupted by Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Jingqing frowned and rebuked:

"Yin and Yang are constants. Being able to combine two lightning methods with completely different properties and perform them together is already the extraordinary wisdom of our ancestors. It is very rare."

"If we want to completely merge together, it is absolutely impossible unless the ancestor is resurrected."

"Don't think about these irrelevant things all day long."

Seeing his master talking nonstop, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Master, your disciple has already succeeded."

Zhang Jingqing was scolding Zhang Zhiwei when he suddenly heard "it's done". He was startled and looked over with suspicion. He said:
"You said it was done, what was done?"

"What you just said is absolutely impossible to do unless our ancestors are resurrected!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Complete fusion of yin and yang?" Zhang Jingqing asked again in disbelief.

"Yes!" Zhang Zhiwei nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Zhang Jingqing was stunned and still couldn't believe it. After a long while, he came to his senses and pointed at the huge glass mirror on the ground and said:

"This thing, and that golden sun-like ball of light, are they what you created by combining yin and yang completely?"

"Exactly!"

"Quick, quick, show it to the master!"

Zhang Jingqing spoke quickly. Although he believed it to be true, he still instinctively felt it was unlikely until he saw it with his own eyes. (End of this chapter)