The mountains are heavy with dark clouds, and the chill of impending rain fills the air.
The ominous tribulation thunder gathers above, showing no signs of dispersing.
Pools of water cover the ground, reflecting the overcast sky when viewed at an angle.
Above is the thunder, in-between is the falling rain, and below is the empty, extraordinarily desolate Celestial Bright Peak without a single person in sight.
"Boom——"
A peal of thunder resounded in the sky, illuminating the dark clouds like daylight, raising fears that the tribulation thunder might engulf the entire Celestial Bright Peak in the next instant.
Such scenery is somewhat terrifying, but the ever-cautious Xu Chang'an felt nothing, as he walked along the path with his eyebrows slightly knitted, pondering the list of Spirit Grass given by Wen Li. His Contribution Points and Spirit Stones are both limited, and it's currently impossible to get everything for Miss Yun, so he must prioritize her immediate needs.
