As Luo Qingyan and the others were about to rush forward, the previously rampant thunder suddenly vanished, revealing the scene before them.

First, there were four cultivators standing in a circle: Li Qingjiu, Li Yuhuan, and two elder scholars from the academy.

Between these four stood Han Ping'an, who had fallen to the ground, and Xiao Lin, who remained standing.

"Thank goodness, Senior Brother is alright..." Ning Yunmiao breathed a sigh of relief, but then noticed something amiss and asked, "Wait, why does Senior Brother seem strange?"