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"Get out of the way!" the purple-haired youth roared, shoving aside the white-clad girl beside him and narrowly avoiding a bolt of lightning that struck him head-on.

The roar was deafening, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Lightning, like a wildly dancing silver serpent, transformed the once tranquil lakeside into a living hell.

The crowd was terrified and fled in all directions, like a small boat in a raging storm, which could be swallowed up by the giant waves at any moment.

Fan Tong gritted his teeth and raised the spirit pearl high above his head.

The spirit pearl emitted a soft light, attempting to resist the destructive power.

However, the power of lightning far exceeded his imagination.

The dazzling white light instantly suppressed the light of the spirit pearl. Fan Tong felt a tremendous force impacting his body, as if his internal organs had shifted.

"Fan Tong!" the girl in white screamed in terror, watching helplessly as Fan Tong was struck by lightning, his entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it!" the purple-haired youth roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He tried to rush over, but was pulled back by the old man in black robes beside him.

"Calm down! Rushing in now will only lead to your death!" the old man shouted sternly.

"But Fan Tong..." the girl in white cried out, trying to break free from the purple-haired youth's restraints.

The fairy in green hovered in mid-air, coldly watching everything unfold, without a trace of pity in her eyes.

"You shouldn't have trespassed into this forbidden area. This is blasphemy against the gods, and you must pay the price!" Her tone was icy, like a judgment from the deepest hell.

Fan Tong struggled to get up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with rage.

"Why should we! We just want to live!" he roared, rushing towards the green-clad fairy without regard for anything else, like a moth drawn to a flame.

"Fan Tong, no!" the girl in white cried out in anguish.

However, it was too late.

A thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting Fan Tong squarely in the chest.

He was sent flying again, and this time he lost consciousness, crashing heavily to the ground and remaining motionless.

The fairy in green slowly descended, looking down at Fan Tong lying on the ground with a cold smile on her lips.

"Out of control."

A glint of shrewdness flashed in the old man's eyes as he slowly raised his cane...

The lightning grew increasingly intense, like an angry god wielding a thunder whip, tearing the sky into shattered pieces of a silver screen.

The space for everyone to hide was getting smaller and smaller, and each strike of lightning was accompanied by a deafening roar, which was terrifying.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, as if the whole world was on fire.

The gray-robed elder suddenly moved, lunging at the red-haired boy beside him and shielding him tightly beneath his body.

A thick bolt of lightning struck him precisely on the back, his entire body instantly enveloped in a dazzling white light, before he crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.

The red-haired boy was terrified. He struggled to push the elder away, tears streaming down his face like broken beads.

The pharmacist in the green robe was busy treating the injured man, constantly taking out bottles of medicine from his pocket.

However, the aftershock of a lightning bolt struck him, and the medicine bottles in his hands scattered, the precious herbs mixed with the smell of earth, littering the ground.

He anxiously raised his hand, only to find that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Everyone looked at their injured companion, anxious but helpless.

Despair and helplessness filled the air; every clap of thunder seemed to mock them, and every bolt of lightning seemed to be their judgment.

The girl in white knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, but she could only watch helplessly as her companions were injured one by one.

Just then, the purple-haired youth stepped forward, his eyes flashing with a resolute light.

He took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength, and launched a fierce attack on the green-clad fairy.

His movements were as swift as the wind; with a single punch, the air was torn apart, producing a sharp, piercing sound.

However, the green-clad fairy simply waved her sleeve, deflecting his attack. The powerful recoil sent the purple-haired youth staggering back several steps, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

"Overestimating yourself." The green-clad fairy sneered, redirecting some of the lightning towards the purple-haired youth. The thunderous attack made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Upon seeing this, the red-haired youth rushed forward without hesitation and fought alongside the purple-haired youth.

The two worked closely together, using the terrain and their speed to desperately fend off the lightning strikes.

The battle intensified, each clash a life-or-death struggle, with those around them watching them intently, the atmosphere as taut as a bowstring.

Just then, the old man in black robes said, "This is far from over..." His voice boomed, but his words came to an abrupt end, leaving endless suspense.

Just when everyone thought they couldn't withstand the lightning that was like divine punishment, the unassuming girl in white suddenly took out an ancient talisman from her bosom.

The talisman was a deep blue with fine gold patterns carved along its edges, radiating a faint yet reassuring glow.

This talisman is a treasure passed down through her family for generations. It is said to be able to reverse fate, but because it is too precious and the conditions for its use are too strict, she has never used it lightly.

At this moment, the determination and resolve in her eyes surprised everyone, and filled them with an indescribable hope.

They stared intently at the girl in white, as if a drowning person had grasped at a straw.

With a light leap, she tossed the talisman into the sky.

The talisman burst into dazzling light in mid-air, its radiance like the rising sun, dispelling the surrounding gloom. A powerful energy wave emanated from the center of the talisman, colliding with and neutralizing the violent lightning.

A series of hissing sounds could be heard, and the originally rampant thunder seemed to have met its nemesis, gradually being worn away.

The thunderclouds in the sky began to dissipate slowly, and the sky returned to its usual clarity.

When the crowd saw this sudden turn of events, they were first stunned, and then they burst into deafening cheers.

As if they had survived a catastrophe, they embraced each other, laughing wildly and releasing the immense pressure in their hearts.

Seeing her attack easily neutralized, the green-clad fairy finally showed a look of surprise on her delicate face, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

Fan Tong struggled to his feet, staggered to the girl in white, and hugged her tightly in his arms, his movements gentle yet full of strength.

He buried his face in the girl's neck and whispered, "Thank you, you saved me again." His voice was a little hoarse, but full of deep gratitude and love.

The girl in white hugged Fan Tong back, her eyes slightly moist. Feeling the warmth of her lover, her heart was filled with happiness and joy. The people around her were also moved by this heartwarming scene and showed relieved smiles.

However, the Green Fairy did not give up because of this setback.

Her fingertips moved rapidly, forming a series of complex hand seals, and a powerful yet eerie aura emanated from her.

The space around her began to distort, like a boulder being thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that then rapidly expanded into a massive vortex that swept everyone into it.

The crowd stared in horror at the ever-changing environment around them. The ground beneath their feet and the sky above their heads had all turned into a chaotic mess. Time and space seemed to have been reversed, their senses had become dulled, and everything had become confusing and unknowable.

The old man in black robes stared at the distorted space and murmured, "This is far from over..."