Someone, Help!

The purple-tinged thunderbolt struck directly onto the umbrella Luo Yunji had raised above his head.

"Little Junior Brother!" Zhang Xiaofan was so frightened his soul nearly left his body.

Swish! Accompanied by the roar of thunder, eight sheets of Mysterious Gauze shot out from the umbrella's edges in an instant, rapidly spreading in every direction, covering all eight points.

Silver, black, and blue scale patterns flashed across the umbrella canopy and the eight flying sheets of Mysterious Gauze, instantly drawing the thunder out in all directions, gradually weakening it until it dispersed.

"Wh... why did it strike me?" Luo Yunji lifted his head and looked in confusion at the pitch-black clouds overhead.

Beside him, Pukong the Divine Monk saw that Luo Yunji had been struck by lightning and yet was completely unharmed. While he let out a breath of relief, he also felt rather sour. "That umbrella in your hand must be the Ghost Umbrella Poison God mentioned! It's already called Ghost Umbrella. Just hearing the name makes it sound evil. If it doesn't strike you, who would it strike?"

Luo Yunji completely ignored Pukong. Instead, his eyes suddenly widened. He turned to glance at the Jade Wall behind him, then immediately turned back and looked up at the clouds. "I'll fight you!"

As he spoke, under the three men's dumbfounded stares, Luo Yunji raised the umbrella and instantly charged toward the ink-black clouds in the sky.

Zhang Xiaofan only felt a fierce gust of wind sweep past him, making him stagger, and then a small hollow caved into the dark clouds. After that, flashes of lightning kept flickering within the clouds, and waves of rumbling thunder resounded through the entire sky.

"These juniors from Big Bamboo Peak really fear neither heaven nor earth!" Pukong the Divine Monk stared blankly