This day.
The words "Nu River Dragon God" spread in all directions.
Countless people had witnessed the sudden downpour and the streak of golden light that pierced heaven and earth.
They had seen the towering phantom of a great mountain, which persisted for a long while before completely fading away.
The next day.
Yesterday's downpour had spread across the Eastern Mausoleum Mountain Range.
After the rain, the dust was washed away, leaving heaven and earth cleaner and the air fresher.
The forests had drunk their fill of rainwater, and even the mountain wind blowing toward them carried the dampness of water vapor.
Beside the Raging River.
On the city wall.
"Brother-in-law, do you think there really is a Dragon God in the Raging River?" Wang Qinghan asked, looking at the river's rushing waters below. A strange light flashed in her eyes.
"There probably is!" Jiang Ning continued, "So many people saw it. You can't say they all saw the same hallucination."
At this moment.
The towering city walls of the East District were packed with people.
Along the Raging River on the opposite bank, in the West District, countless figures were also milling about.
After a day of fermentation, the rumors of the Nu River Dragon God were growing fiercer by the hour.
Many commoners had come to the Raging River of their own accord, offering tributes to thank the Dragon God for sending down sweet rain and easing the drought.
After yesterday's Divine Decree from the Nu River Dragon God canceling live sacrifices,
neither the people inside Dongling City nor those in the villages and towns along the outskirts and riverbanks offered live sacrifices of cattle and sheep—or even boys and girls.
Instead, they now offered fruits, roast chicken, and roast duck.
From time to time, people on the