2558 The Wedding Crisis 4 (2/2)

”Come back!”

”Stop running! It's a trap! Come back, please!”

Her voice was extremely soft, even though she had consumed every bit of her energy. No one heard her! The only thing she could do was to watch them run into the burning flame.

”Crack!!!” Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the burning tower!

The thunder was loud enough to impair everyone's ears! Meanwhile, the people had rushed into the burning tower has been pushed back by a powerful force that felt as though they had crashed into a wizardry barrier.

Everyone was shocked. What was happening?!

”Look!” Someone shouted as he pointed at the sky.

The crowd quickly lifted their heads and immediately took a deep breath! Gosh! What was that?! No one had realized that plenty of light purple clouds had completely covered the sky. It seemed that a terrifying storm was approaching.

Those with low spiritual power were trembling, and some even slumped to the ground. It was a catastrophe! Someone in the crowd would be experiencing a catastrophe! However, the strange thing was that the ominous clouds were usually red or black; no one has seen purple ones. These clouds seemed to glow in seven-colors.

Certainly, none of the people here had seen it before! Those who had were wondering who the challenge was for.

”The jade! It is a holy statue!” Someone shouted.

”Gosh! It is a holy statue! It is going through the catastrophe!”

Swiftly, another bolt of lightning struck the tower, and the burning platform collapsed! Then, a white shadow was engulfed by the lightning and slowly rose up to the sky.

The crowd watched in awe as the jade statue began to float in midair as it glowed. At the same time, numerous bolts of lightning struck the jade statue. Everyone watched silently as the statue glowed in seven colors.

Gu Xijiu also held her breath as she fixed her eyes on the jade statue and watched it experience 49 strikes of lightning. All of a sudden, the jade statue slowly opened its eyes and got up. The jade statue was alive! It seemed to have turned into a man with a white robe right in front of a thousand pairs of eyes.

The silky, snowy-white robe with embroidery designs was fluttering in the clouds. Meanwhile, the man's hair was like a waterfall flowing at his back. Everyone was amazed as he stood on a cloud with seven-colored glows.

He looked to the ground as though he was a holy lord. Furthermore, his strong aura made the people around him kneel to worship him. Even Yun Yanli's soldiers had kneeled.

Gu Xijiu almost stopped breathing because of what she had seen. She was certain that the man was Di Fuyi. However, his aura was so much stronger than she remembered. Suddenly, she felt a crack in her head as a plethora of memories rushed into her mind.