C257 It Is so Good to be Alive

Elder Bai and Ji Wuhui recognized the voice immediately—it was unmistakably Lo Chuan's. As if on cue, the ominous clouds in the sky scattered, and the lightning bolt that had struck down hastily retraced its path. The sight brought a bemused smile to both of their faces.

"Isn't this the ancient thunder kalpa? Where's its pride now?" they mused.

To them