The sky, thunder and lightning intertwine, torrential rain pours down.
"The celestial signs tonight are somewhat unusual."
Inside the Eight Desolates Divine Palace, Yun Sheng leaned against the window, watching the rainwater cascading down the eaves like a waterfall, forming a curtain of rain.
"Indeed, such unusual weather is rare in the Eight Desolates Divine Realm, it looks like someone is undergoing a tribulation."
Ye Beiming pulled his thinly clad beloved wife close, pressing her forehead against his chest.
He gazed at the sky, the rumbling thunder and flashes of lightning followed one after another, purple lightning splitting the sky.
Like an enraged dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, its tail swung across the entire sky.
