That day.
The heavy rain fell all night.
Only the following morning did it gradually ease.
Near noon, the clouds parted and the rain dispersed, leaving a rainbow hanging in the sky.
Jiang Ning continued breathing in the sun's essence, facing the blazing sun that had just broken through the clouds overhead.
Meanwhile, Linglong lay submerged in the lake, utterly still.
Yesterday's rain, which had stretched for untold miles, had almost completely depleted Linglong's demonic power.
But it had also greatly eased the drought around Dongling City.
As for other places, they would have to wait a little longer.
From what he understood, the drought that had persisted for years might very well be a man-made disaster rather than a natural one.
If someone was behind it, a downpour like this might draw their attention.
His impromptu action yesterday had also been a probe.
A probe to see whether someone really was orchestrating the years-long drought.
If the drought afflicting the various provinces and prefectures was indeed man-made, the sudden torrential rain in Dongling City might draw out whoever was behind it.
He also wanted a clear look at the situation in Great Xia today.
Once, lacking strength, he had simply drifted with the current.
Now, he was about to complete his fourth blood replacement, and he was also a Heaven-Man Grandmaster.
With such strength, he truly ranked among the powerful even across Great Xia.
Even the likes of Ye Zhengqi had only reached this stage of the Martial Dao.
This essentially placed him among the very strongest beneath second-rank grandmasters.
As for grandmasters who had undergone more than four blood replacements, they were exceedingly rare.
Across the world, third-rank grandmasters who had undergone more than five might well number fewer than second-rank grandmasters.
Those who had undergone six or