"What a downpour!"
The torrential rain before him, accompanied by deafening roars, smashed viciously from the sky onto the earth. Not even a waterfall plunging three thousand feet could describe it. It was more as though a Space Fissure had been carved beyond the nine heavens, leading straight to the seabed and drawing down hundreds of millions of tons of seawater, instantly turning the foot of the Monster Mountain Range into a waterlogged marshland.
Even though Meng Chao had long since broken through to the God Realm and partially gained the ability to influence the Planetary Magnetic Field and alter the microclimate within a hundred meters around him,
when raindrops the size of fists, like hailstones, struck his face, he still felt a faint burning pain.
This indicated that the rain was mixed with vast quantities of trace elements containing Spiritual Energy.
Like acid rain on Earth, it carried immense corrosive and destructive power, capable of seriously harming the human body, machinery, and buildings.
Meng Chao clicked his tongue in astonishment, deeply shaken.
In all his memories, he had never encountered such a downpour.
It seemed that although the mist separating Dragon City from Turanze was gradually vanishing into thin air,
the disruption to the Planetary Magnetic Field caused by Dragon City's transmigration would continue for a long time.
During this period, earthquakes, torrential rain, droughts, insect plagues, volcanic eruptions... all kinds of extreme weather and disasters could strike at any moment.
Humanity still needed to work together as one to survive in such a brutal environment.
"This region is all foothills of the Monster Mountain Range.
"The terrain rises and falls, shattered into fragments, with hills and ravines everywhere, forming natural gullies that crisscross one another.
"The unruly Turan River had changed course many times throughout history, washing away