Huo Yuhao sorted out his gains, then stood by the window and gazed out at the pitch-black night sky.
"Tomorrow will be an overcast day."
Huo Yuhao sighed, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
A faint, cold wind blew past outside the window, making a low, whining sound, as if someone were weeping.
The next day.
The sky was bright.
But yesterday had been clear for ten thousand miles, while today dark clouds blotted out the sky, leaving everything gray and oppressive.
It made the already suffering residents of the city even less willing to go out today, and the atmosphere in the city became especially bleak.
The scouts from the two Beast King Legions watching Lingdou City from afar all sensed something unusual and reported it at once.
When the Legion Commanders of the two legions came to investigate, they saw that only the area above Lingdou City was shrouded in dark clouds, an exceedingly strange sight.
"Something's wrong. Those aren't clouds, that's black Qi!" Murong Qianjun suddenly cried out.
"Why does it look a little like the methods of an Evil Soul Master?" Duanmu Wanma voiced his guess.
Ximen Baiwan and Gongsun Xiongbing exchanged a look and both understood what the other meant. One after the other, they said,
"In any case, let's observe for now."
"Perhaps we can ask the White Lotus Priest."
The four of them went to look for the White Lotus Priest again, wanting to ask whether Bern knew the specifics.
But Bern's reply was, "Make preparations. When the weather turns cold, the city will fall."
The four of them: "???"
Within the imperial palace.
The Douling Emperor's mourning hall was still there, and the one lying in the golden coffin was still that fake corpse.
The princes and Imperial Concubines were