Everyone continued staring toward the area where Bai Zihan had been struck.
The Heavenly Tribulation Lightning had yet to completely dissipate.
Crackling arcs of lightning continued dancing across the ground.
The air was filled with a terrifying destructive aura.
Then—
"Hahaha!"
A burst of laughter suddenly echoed from within the lightning.
Countless people immediately revealed expressions of relief.
"That voice!"
"The Clan Leader!"
"He's alive!"
…
The tense atmosphere instantly eased.
Although no one could yet clearly see Bai Zihan, they had heard his voice.
And judging from that laughter, he was clearly doing quite well.
The remaining Heavenly Tribulation Lightning energy gradually disappeared from the place.
A familiar figure finally emerged.
Bai Zihan stood exactly where he had been before.
Most importantly, there was not a single sign of injury on his body.
Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
"What..."
