The elder dressed in a straw raincoat appeared very suddenly, as if materialized out of thin air within this great hall.
When lightning struck, the straw raincoat elder casually raised a hand, a seemingly insignificant motion, yet it caused the heaven-shattering lightning to vanish without a trace, as if it had never been there.
The crowd was still in shock, their minds hadn't caught up, and the scene had already unfolded.
As the thunder disappeared, Fang Lin remained unscathed, and within the hall, an additional figure of a hunchbacked elder appeared.
Fang Lin stared blankly at the figure before him, there was no doubt that it was this old man who had resolved his crisis, and judging by his appearance, it seemed all too easy for him.
"Well, this guy is quite powerful, but it looks like he came to help you," the voice of the Old Dried Corpse Jin Zhulong rang out, also carrying a hint of surprise.
