After what seemed like forever, the explosion calmed down somewhat and everyone in the venue looked towards the stage with completely stunned expressions.
Bai Xiaofung’s figure could be seen curled up below the stage with his finger in his ears. As soon as that anonymous droning sound had echoed out, his face had already gone white like a sheet of paper before he leapt off the stage and then used it for cover.
After the explosion died down, Bai Xiaofung peaked open one of his eyes and then slowly stood up. Currently, everyone was staring at him with horrified looks on their faces.
Suddenly, a male disciple who was close to Bai Xiaofung released a shrill high pitch scream before he knocked several disciples away as he retreated.
Everyone nearby looked at him confused, and the ones who were knocked aside sported angry expressions on their faces.
However, that disciple had a terrified look on his face as he pointed a trembling finger at Bai Xiaofung’s hand.