Inside the Ze Cauldron, endless brilliance burst forth.
Above the waves, the aurora flowed.
The words "Divine Favor" twisted and recombined, countless symbols overlaying, converging into a new piece of information!
[River Control Degree: 0.1]
The air became slightly more humid, resembling the stifling heaviness just before a rainstorm in midsummer. Ants emerged from their holes, forming long lines, moving grains above their heads. Sparrows ceased hunting, tucking their wings to shield their chicks under the eaves.
Long Binglin stood dumbfounded.
A transformation unfolded within Liang Qu, grand and mountainous.
No.
Upon reflection, this transformation had begun even before.
Was it...
The day he grasped his Lifebound Buddha and ignited the heart fire?
Heaven and Earth's favor could also be forsaken...
After a long silence.
Long Binglin dropped his head, "Elder, what should the Dragon People Clan do?"