Black Mountain City, midnight, the hour of the Ox.
Crack...!!
The night that was originally silent as ink.
Was suddenly split by a thunderbolt, as bright as daylight.
The blazing white lightning pierced through the heavy clouds of the midnight sky.
Then came a torrential downpour, 'splashing' down, 'thumping' on the cyan stone slabs, causing the moss in Cyan Stone Lane to slip, and the trees to hang low.
Three figures clad in tight-fitting garments, with surging blood and energy, swiftly traversed through the lanes of 'Cyan Stone Lane.'
The leader was shrouded in multiple layers of clear qi, so even when the torrential rain poured down, not a drop touched him, it all flicked off with a slight shake.
The other two, though drenched by the rain, had such vigorous energy erupting from their blood and flesh, that it steamed off rich white mist, constantly evaporating, instantly drying their bodies!
All three possessed true martial skills.
