It's raining.
The slightly cool raindrops fell on Li Ye's face.
He blinked his already sore eyes, yet his thoughts remained clear—he originally thought this transformation should be a good thing.
However, he saw the people who had already returned to human form with panic-stricken faces, the raindrops falling on them, making a "sizzle" sound as if water was hitting hot oil.
"It's the Spring Rain!"
"Why is it back again?"
"No, don't drown our crops!!!"
Everyone shouted loudly, the raindrops mixed with the ghost qi around them that hadn't dissipated, stirring up the resentment qi that they had managed to suppress.
If the resentment qi truly rose again, it wouldn't simply end by turning into Hungry Ghosts.
The despair that follows hope is the most terrifying.
"Is the Spring Rain harmful here?"
