It was like a final counterattack at the end of the world. The black Evil Qi seemed to erupt all at once, a suffocating, oppressive presence that filled one's heart with dread.
RUMBLE. The sound seemed to change the very color of Xiangcheng's sky.
What had been a beautiful sunny day was now overshadowed by ominous, gathering clouds.
It was like the precursor to a thunderstorm, but without any distinct signs of lightning.
"Grandpa, the weather forecast didn't say it would rain today! Why does it look like it's going to? WAAAH, Duoduo wants to play, I don't wanna go home!"
"Hurry up and bring in the quilts! This weather changes on a whim, just like a man's mood!"
"Strange. It was clearly a sunny day, how did it suddenly…"
Scenes like this played out all over Xiangcheng. Writing any more would just be filler, wouldn't it?
But in the blink of an eye, all these phenomena were suppressed by the formation.
BOOM. With that, everything seemed to return to tranquility.
