In a deep, serene night where the moon stood tall in its complete form, glistening the entire world in its soft glow, the faint rustling of untamed wind raised concerns throughout the entire Tianzun region.
Countless scholars who proclaimed to be the best under heaven stood stuck against the windows—each looking towards the sky with concerned gazes as deep lines formed over their foreheads.
What conjured their worries was not some proclamation of war from the neighbouring borders, but something far worse. Something that no human could defend against, for its power ranked greater than mortals.
In the distance, their eyes stared at the thick layers of dark black clouds slowly advancing towards the state of Xiouyue. Standing inside the giant sky-high buildings, the scholars gulped hard into their dry throats, turning away while shaking their heads. Even with just a glance, they could tell that a calamitous storm was on its way.
