"Senior Brother, something's wrong! Look at the lightning over there. There's an absurd amount of it.
"Normally, each person only gets struck by seven or eight bolts, but they've got fifteen or twenty over there.
"Especially that kid lying on the ground in the middle-there are fifty or sixty bolts striking him!"
Outside the Thunder Prison, an Enforcement Hall disciple spoke to the senior brother leading them, his face filled with horror, his voice thick with disbelief and fear.
The senior brother fell silent for a moment, then slowly said:
"Leave it alone. Pretend you saw nothing. They offended someone they shouldn't have. This isn't something small fry like us can meddle in."
Though the disciple felt somewhat resentful at his senior brother's words, he dared not say more. He merely nodded silently and answered:
"Yes, Senior Brother."
Time ticked by, and in the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.
Just when everyone thought things would settle down,
Lin Yong, Lin Hao, and Lin Zihan suddenly turned pale, their faces contorted with strain.
Their auras began to roil, as though the power within them was about to spiral out of control!
The abrupt change startled everyone present. They snapped out of their reverie and hurried over to check on the three.
"Senior Sister, what's happening to you?"
Qi Qing asked anxiously from beside them, her face filled with worry.
Enduring the intense pain in her body, Lin Zihan forced her eyes open and mustered enough strength to rasp:
"The three of us are about to break through. We can barely hold it back."
Lin Zihan spoke hurriedly. Sweat had begun to bead on her forehead, and she was clearly using all her strength to suppress the surging aura within her.
With that, she quickly closed