After settling Ma Xiaotao down and sending her into a cultivation retreat, Huo Yuhao finally had time to relax and came outside the courtyard.
As the Sun God, he was different from ordinary people basking in the sun. He could constantly absorb enough energy to nourish himself.
A gentle breeze brushed past. On an ancient tree in the courtyard, the leaves rubbed against one another, producing a rustling symphony.
The warm sunlight made the millions of people in Shrek City seem busy and lively, utterly different from the lonely atmosphere of a rainy day.
But the weather could change in an instant.
The sky, originally as blue as an ice mirror, suddenly filled with gathering clouds that blocked the sunlight. This immediately made some people who had been sunbathing curse.
Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes on the rocking chair. His gaze shifted from gentle to sharp as he stared fixedly at the sky.
Gradually, the people of Shrek City began to realize that something was wrong as well.
Even if the clouds blocked out the sun, it should only have been gloomy for a while.
But now?
It was as if the clouds had been dyed blood-red. Along with them, all of Shrek City gradually became shrouded in a dim crimson hue, as though covered by a thin veil.
To the people of Shrek City, who had experienced the Abyss Invasion and battles between gods, this was no longer their first time seeing such a thing. They quickly understood that trouble had come again.
For a time, whether they were civilians or Soul Masters from Shrek City, everyone looked up at the sky. Some exchanged guesses now and then, but no trace of worry appeared on their faces.
Everyone knew that the great Sun God was guarding the city.