"Ancestral forebears, please return to help Taicang Domain's descendants!"
A chorus of shouts echoed with the array, seemingly drifting to the sky.
Amidst the electric and thunderous sky, a formidable bolt shot from the thick clouds, striking the wooden sword in Wang Zidao's hand.
Crackle.
Crackle-crackle.
In an instant, Wang Zidao was engulfed in blue flames.
"Ah—"
The sight was terrifying, stunning everyone.
"Great Elder!"
"Great Elder!"
"Great Elder!"
Panic-stricken cries erupted.
Some even stood up, wanting to help the Great Elder. At this moment, Domain Master Wang Xian leapt to his feet, his voice ringing loudly, saying, "Stay back! The Great Elder is at a critical moment; no one is allowed to cause disruption!"
"Yes!"
Everyone showed expressions of shock.
