SPLASH...
The torrential downpour fell as if a river were spilling from the heavens, blotting out the daylight and shrouding Crescent Lake in a hazy mist. The storm also eased Di Yun's tense nerves.
"Now, you... Huh?"
Di Yun turned to face Zhong Ming, ready to say something, but the words died on his lips. His brow furrowed sharply.
That imperious figure, who looked down upon all creation, hadn't been battered into a sorry state by the driving wind and rain. Nor had his aura diminished as Di Yun had predicted.
An overwhelmingly powerful and domineering aura still clung to Zhong Ming, giving him the dangerously terrifying presence of an abyss or a vast sea. More than that, a unique majesty radiated from him, weighing down on everyone and making their spirits heavy.
At this sight, Di Yun's pupils contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.
'The storm obscuring the sky has no effect on him... No, that's not right. It is having an effect.'
