The piercing screams gradually grew weaker. Dozens of people were no longer able to stand; they lay on the ground like charred remains. Some had already lost their breath, while the rest were barely hanging on, clinging desperately to life.
The fierce lightning engulfed Qin Yi, making it impossible to see his figure.
Yun Qinglian's face was full of worry, her clenched fists so tight that her knuckles turned white.
However, in the next second, a foot stepped out from the cover of lightning, followed by Qin Yi's entire body emerging, unharmed. The corners of his mouth curled into a slight, proud smile.
"Are you, are you alright?" Yun Qinglian ran over, looking at Qin Yi nervously.
Qin Yi slowly shook his head.
Yun Qinglian breathed a heavy sigh of relief, her eyes a bit red. She had truly been scared just now.
