It was raining heavily.

The rain was muddy and weird, splashing on the ground, looking around as if alive.

A bird fell on the plain.

When the rainwater seeped out of its body again, it had turned into bright red blood, and the bird had long been motionless.

—Fortunately, the city was shrouded in an ancient formation.

Some rainwater floated in the void not far in front of Wu Xiaode, condensed into a ball, trying to break through the magic circle,

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