Everyone saw this scene clearly.
"How can there still be someone undergoing a thunder tribulation on this mountain? And it's a full sixteen strokes!"
"Besides us, who else made a mistake today?"
Yu Fanxin frowned as he looked at the scene on the mountaintop. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the unconscious Meng Tao to a nearby disciple.
"You go first, I'll go take a look."
"The residual power of the Heavenly Thunder is still there, and you are already severely injured... *cough cough*, Brother Fanxin, how about I go with you?"
Meng Tao, having just awoken, struggled to get down, but Yu Fanxin held him back.
"I can handle it alone. You go back with them; I'll catch up after a quick look."
The entire mountaintop was a mess, with black marks left by the thunder strikes etched into the surrounding rock walls and stones. In the center of the mountaintop was a large pit, caused by the successive strikes of the thunder, now precariously perched on the edge of a cliff.
