Drip, drip, drip.
In the biting wind, raindrops fell in a thin, steady patter.
Beneath the dim sky, they formed a curtain of rain that stretched from heaven to earth.
As night fell, the rain grew heavier and heavier, nearly carrying the force of the Heavenly River pouring backward!
Silver serpents occasionally raced across the horizon, inspiring awe.
Within a sturdy Wubao Fort, the flames in the fire pit blazed brightly.
Dreamstones of exceptional quality were being devoured by the flames, releasing wisps of green smoke.
Xiang Fei huddled close to the flame light, yet still felt cold.
Tonight's Ghost Rain was larger in scale than any in previous years.
Even as a Leakless Realm martial artist, she could not help lighting Dreamstones as a precaution.
Compared to that, Luo Chen stood amid the vast world without any protection, which worried her greatly.
Everyone knew that the Great Cataclysm Realm contained the Three Great Calamities.
Heavenly Wind ravaged all, Ghost Rain froze to the bone, and great fog destroyed everything.
Of these, the true danger of Ghost Rain had never been the cold, but the Ghost Nightmares that could drag people into ruin!
Even Leakless Realm martial artists, able to remain leakless throughout their bodies and bolstered by powerful willpower, could remain unafraid of ordinary Ghost Nightmares.
But in this world, there existed powerful Ghost Nightmares capable of threatening Martial Dao Human Immortals!
Now, deep within Red Leaf Valley, Luo Chen had opened every acupoint across his body.
His surging qi and blood rose like wolf smoke piercing the heavens, like a volcanic eruption, glaringly conspicuous beneath the night.
He had not burned a large quantity of Dreamstones to disperse the Ghost Nightmares either. If he truly drew a powerful Ghost Nightmare here, he would likely be in danger.
"Perhaps