And then—
CRACK-BOOOOOM!!!
Lightning.
Not from the sky.
From nothing.
Pure white-gold electricity materialized in the air above them, converging into a single point before exploding outward in four perfectly aimed bolts—
KZZZZZZAAAAPPPP!!!
The sound was deafening. The light blinding.
When Liling's vision cleared—barely three seconds later—the bandits were gone.
Not dead. Not injured.
Erased.
Four piles of ash where four men had stood, still vaguely human-shaped for a moment before forest wind scattered them into nothing.
Complete. Instant. Absolute annihilation.
"Wh—what—?!"
Liling's voice wouldn't work properly. Her mind couldn't process what she'd just witnessed.
Magic. Divine intervention. Cultivation arts beyond mortal comprehension.
An Immortal had answered her prayer.
