When the lightning struck his palm, Du Chaozong could not help but let out a muffled groan as pain appeared on his face. That was because he realized that in that instant, an incomparably domineering bolt of lightning had entered his body, attacking his internal organs maniacally.
Following that voice, the spatial tear behind Hu Meiling grew larger and larger under everyone's shocked gazes. An illusory old figure stepped out of the spatial tear, stepping on lightning as he hovered in the air.
"Who are you?"
Du Chaozong retreated rapidly as he stared fixedly at the figure that had suddenly appeared before him. Fear filled his face.
Lightning exploded from the illusory figure's body. The aura it gave off made the entire space feel extremely pressured. It even made Du Chaozong slightly anxious.
"Patriarch!"
At that moment, Yang Tian looked at the figure excitedly as if he had seen his savior, "Y-You're out of closed-door cultivation?!"