The closest Nan family member to Feilong City, Nan Tianwen sat cross-legged, suspended in the air.
He was recovering his strength and healing his injuries!
Around him, thirty-two powerful figures stood guard, expressionless, protecting Nan Tianwen and Nan Xiangwu.
The heavy rain poured down, making Nan Xiangwu look up.
"It's raining!"
Raindrops hit his face, causing his pupils to tremble.
He could clearly see that the rain falling into his eyes was red!
"Uncle Wen, why is this rainblood-colored?" Nan Xiangwu exclaimed in shock.
His words drew the attention of all thirty-two powerhouses, and Nan Tianwen, who was healing his injuries, also opened his eyes.
"Blood-red rain? Could it be..."
He remembered the stories his Nan ancestor told him about a falling dragon in the North Sea and the ensuing celestial changes.
Blood-like rain, crimson spreading across the sky!
The scene now matched exactly what his Nan ancestor had described!
"Could it be..."
