Chu Lingge raised the Radiant Sword in his hand, instantly blocking Situ Hao, who was about to charge over and beat someone up.
"Don't stop me. Let me teach him a proper lesson and show him what it means to build up some virtue."
Watching the woman endlessly search for her son, Situ Hao had a moment when he wanted to take her straight to the Spirit Exorcist Guild's dungeon, pull out those ignorant eight- and nine-year-old boys, and send them home.
But he knew perfectly well that even if he acted on impulse and really released them, it would do no good. With a single order from the guild president, everyone in the Spirit Exorcist Guild would mobilize and capture those little ones all over again.
A thunderous rumble erupted.
The previously tranquil sky seemed to acquire a swirling vortex. A bolt of lightning as thick as five people could encircle suddenly appeared on the horizon and struck straight down toward them.
"Heavens!"
"Struck by lightning in broad daylight? Isn't that divine retribution?"
Situ Hao and Chu Lingge both brought out their magical treasures to defend themselves. This was no joke. If they didn't block that lightning, they would be struck dead! Lightning this massive was usually summoned by a Thunder-Type Spirit Master's advancement, but there wasn't a single Thunder-Type Spirit Master nearby. No, wait-there was one!
"Senior Brother Yin!"
"What are you shouting for-"
Boom!
Situ Hao swiftly grabbed the woman, who had collapsed on the ground and forgotten to move as she stared blankly at the lightning, and pulled her behind him.
The lightning shrank from a bolt five people could encircle into a slender violet thunderbolt. It circled through the sky and blasted straight into Yin Cheng. Caught completely off guard with his back to it,