Spring rain pattered down.
The tail of spring had just shown, and the rain became even wetter, as if it were soaked in oil.
The ticking spring rain fell on black tiles, making a sound like a clock's hands ticking away.
Divine Capital Fourth City.
Today was the grand opening of the Divine Capital's most splendid Flat Peach Victory Meeting, so the entire long street was extremely lively. Many Jianghu guests who usually couldn't step foot here, along with various cultivators from different provinces, all gathered in the Fourth City, eager to glimpse where the upper echelons of the Divine Capital lived.
Unexpectedly, they stumbled upon a good show.
A cold, wanton, and overbearing voice, like a shockwave, resonated the length of the street. The voice was full of energy and had a powerful impact.
In an instant, it managed to completely suppress the long street's noisy clamor.
