Thunder descended upon the world, and dark clouds blanketed the sky.
The entire Nine Provinces Continent had fallen into an inexplicable panic.
Rain fell from the sky.
It was not heavy, but it went on without end, never ceasing.
Zeng Anmin stared toward the west.
A sharp gleam flickered in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Whoosh."
A familiar figure appeared at his side, standing alongside him in the air.
"You came out of seclusion?"
Zeng Shilin's gaze rested on his fine son before him.
"Mm." Zeng Anmin nodded and looked at his father.
"I did not fail your expectations. My martial path has reached Second Rank."
Zeng Shilin froze briefly, then nodded with satisfaction. He raised his head and looked toward the Savage Lands in the west.
"Taotie has awakened."
"This drizzling rain has already continued for three months."
Zeng Anmin looked up.
Dark clouds filled the sky, without a single ray of sunlight in sight.
The fine rain struck his body, carrying an inexplicable bone-piercing chill.
"Your grandmaster did not deceive us." Zeng Shilin's voice was filled with sighs. "He... is using his life to hold Taotie back."
"Your father can sense it. Although Taotie has revived, it is still far from its peak. Though its consciousness has awakened, it is still refining the Barbaric Mystery Realm."
"The Nine Provinces Continent still has one year to prepare."
Zeng Anmin nodded dazedly.
Although he now possessed First Rank combat power.
When he looked into the distance.
He could still sense that, compared to that figure in the far west, he was much too far behind.
"It has been ten months since you entered seclusion."
"Over these ten months, your father has finally prepared enough Seven Emotions Power for you to assault First Rank."
A hint