"Boom~"
A streak of lightning exploded, leaving only swirling fallen leaves at the spot. Ning Daoran had vanished without a trace.
"Huh?"
The Jade Marrow Immortal's expression turned solemn. She flicked her Immortal Dress and followed Ning Daoran.
"This..."
Jin Yuanzi gritted his teeth, pondered deeply, and ultimately transformed into a streak of blood-red tunneling light, heading in the same direction.
Seeing Ning Daoran in trouble, as a neighbor, it would be unjustifiable to not at least go over and take a look.
...
Amidst the sky, flashes of lightning surged.
A crimson silk danced wildly amidst the Heavenly Tribulation, constantly gathering the Golden Thunder meant for Little Bai. This crimson silk was a mid-grade Spiritual Treasure, an extraordinary artifact capable of intercepting the Golden Thunder with ease.
