The skies above the Moon Clan's land were originally clear and vast.
Yet, as mist began to form above the Great Hall, it transformed into clouds, and life-giving water began to fall.
Everyone was slow to realize what was happening.
The sky over the Moon Clan had changed.
Nangong Xuan, who was mining, looked up at the sky and said, "This rain is strange, and it's actually Spiritual Liquid. It's the first time I've seen this."
This Spiritual Liquid wasn't of much use to them, but it was indeed peculiar.
"This rain should be just the beginning," Saintess Miao Yin said.
Nangong Xuan looked towards the direction of the Great Hall and said, "It certainly is just the beginning, but it seems more dramatic than what was anticipated outside."
He paused, looked at the person beside him, and asked, "Did you see anything?"
"I dare not look," Saintess Miao Yin shook her head and sighed.
Nangong Xuan found that reasonable.
Even he could sense something was amiss.
