CRACKLE! SIZZLE!
Between heaven and earth, countless bolts of lightning surged. Everyone retreated hastily, staring in horror at the celestial phenomenon.
Elder Tianyi's expression was particularly grim. He gritted his teeth and groaned in pain. The meridians in his right hand, which had been struck by lightning, were completely shattered, the flesh charred black, sending waves of excruciating pain through him.
Ge Puzi and the others clenched their fists in grief and indignation, their eyes fixed on Ye Xuan's location, their hearts aching with sorrow.
Gradually, the lightning filling the sky dissipated. Ge Puzi and the others' grief-stricken eyes suddenly went wide.
Down below, Ye Xuan had unexpectedly appeared before everyone, completely unharmed. There wasn't a single visible injury on his body.
'What is going on?' Everyone felt like their brains couldn't keep up.
