"Fellow Daoist, stop!" A voice suddenly came from above the cloud. Upon hearing this, Cangtian stopped the hand seals in his hand. Based on his previous observations, he deduced that the white cloud had a limit to absorbing lightning—three bolts. After three bolts of Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, the white cloud could be completely dispersed.
The white clouds gradually drifted down from the sky, and only then could the appearance of the Taoist be clearly seen. He had white hair and a youthful face, wore a gray Taoist robe, and exuded an aura of immortality. There was a faint flow of precious light behind him. What a high-ranking immortal who had attained enlightenment!
"Who are you, and why have you led me here?"
Cangtian looked at the mysterious Taoist before him, a hint of wariness r
