Wang Ping was still contemplating the meaning of Xiao Shan Lord's words when the murky world suddenly cleared. It was as if someone had split the heavens from the earth in a world of chaos, releasing all the turbidity in between.
In the blink of an eye, brilliant sunlight pierced through the clouds and scattered across the land, illuminating Shangjing City and its surrounding ruins. A single beam happened to fall upon the Imperial Palace, causing it to emit a captivating halo, creating the impression that it was the only safe harbor amidst the world's cataclysm.
Unfortunately, this was not a safe harbor, but the most dangerous place of all.
The world's clarity lasted for only a moment. It was then engulfed by a torrential downpour that billowed with heat. Rubble and soil from the ground began to float back into the air, the aura of the Earth Veins attempting to neutralize the endless Water Spirit Qi being born within the rain.
