In that small courtyard, Feng Tianci saw a lightning bolt in the sky that tore through the darkness before his eyes, its blazing, incandescent light was so dazzling.
Through this light, he could see the figure in the tree clearly. He was shrouded in a black robe, concealing his features.
Embroidered on his robe was a red flame pattern, which seemed to be stitched with an unusual thread. At first glance, it appeared like a real flame, burning furiously.
Inside the room, an old voice said, "What an impressive Lightning Annihilation, the descendant of the Blue Sky Palace has reappeared. You've chosen a rather inopportune time indeed."
"Hmph!"
Following a cold huff, the figure in the tree vanished into thin air.
In the end, the old man inside the room did not make a move.
A gust of wind blew into the courtyard, rustling the leaves of the tree.