Black clouds covered the sky above Xuanwu City, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. With a drip the size of a bean falling, a torrential downpour ensued.
On the Floating Island, nearly a thousand black-clad individuals brimming with killing intent gathered before the Shi Family Hall; these were the Shi Family Disciples who had arrived first after receiving the summons.
"Everyone, Ziyi Hall has wantonly slaughtered our Shi Family disciples. If we don't avenge this hatred, how can our Shi Family stand in Xuanwu City? Tonight, we flatten Ziyi Hall. Leave no one alive. Set out!"
With the Shi Family Patriarch's command, a thousand sword lights flashed, the sound of swords breaking the night, like a hundred sword dragons rushing out of the Floating Island toward Ziyi Hall.
The rain continued to pour. This was the first time it had rained so heavily since Yan Rufeng ascended to the Divine Realm.
