C232 Finding a Small Island

The distant rumble echoed in Qin Luoyao's ears as she suddenly hurled a long strip of lightning from her hand. Whether by chance or design, it collided with a bolt from the sky. For a moment, everything fell silent. Even the ocean waves paused, leaving only Qin Luoyao's labored breathing and the steady rhythm of Li Ranmo's rowing.

Inside her, the Thunder Type Magic had calmed considerably