When Wuyun Taoist Temple found Yu Xia again, she was buried beneath the rubble of a collapsed building.
Beside her, a centuries-old tree had been split by lightning, its broken branches crushing down upon her, charred and carbonized. The danger of the situation was evident, but fortunately, the heavy rain that followed quenched the blazing wood, allowing Yu Xia to barely hold onto life.
But her body was already eighty percent covered in burns, and she was delirious, her mind unhinged.
Amidst this storm, the ancestral courtyard of Wuyun Taoist Temple, which has stood for hundreds of years, was struck by lightning, leaving a huge hole.
Many people speculated with vivid detail that someone at Wuyun Taoist Temple had not been conducting themselves properly, finally provoking the wrath of the Ancestral Master.
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It was now the third day Tang Jin and Ye Changan were staying at the Wuyun Taoist Temple.
