Xuanhuan: After I Transmigrated, I Became a Bolt of Lightning

This is ridiculous.

After getting struck by lightning,

I freaking turned into a bolt of heavenly lightning

and ended up living inside my Host.

In this strange world, armed with the ideas of the 21st century, what kind of sparks will I create in a world where martial arts are the orthodox way?

The Way is empty, yet in use it is never exhausted.

Deep and unfathomable! It seems to be the source of all things.

Blunt its sharpness, untangle its knots, soften its glare, and mingle with its dust.

Vast and mysterious! It seems to exist, yet I do not know whose child it is. It seems to have existed before the Emperor of Heaven.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.