The next day.
The sky was overcast, with a light drizzle.
As the autumn rain fell, the weather turned cold instantly.
Today, Jiang Ning also stopped practicing the Summer Chronology Manual because he found that when the sky didn't clear up, practicing would be inefficient.
It was no different from before sunrise or after sunset.
He had no choice but to start practicing sword in the cold autumn rain.
As the sword light flashed, countless raindrops falling from the sky converged toward him.
With continuous gathering, a circular water curtain gradually formed around him.
On the other side.
A bald man with a scarred face slowly appeared at the city gate of Dongling City.
He looked up at the three characters above the city wall.
"Dongling City."
He slowly read these three characters and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After that, he slightly lowered the brim of the hat on his head, covering the upper half of his face, and walked slowly toward the city gate.
