This day.
The four words "Nu River Dragon God" spread in all directions.
Countless people saw that sudden downpour and the golden light that pierced heaven and earth.
They saw the phantom of that towering mountain, which lingered for a long time before finally fading away completely.
The next day.
Yesterday's heavy rain had reached the Dongling Mountain Range.
After the rain washed away the dust, heaven and earth seemed cleaner, and the air fresher.
The mountain forests had drunk their fill, and even the mountain breeze blowing against their faces carried a damp, watery tang.
By the Nu River.
Atop the city wall.
"Brother-in-law, do you think there really is a Dragon God in the Nu River?" Wang Qinghan looked down at the surging river below, a strange light flashing through her eyes.
"There probably is," Jiang Ning continued. "So many people saw it. They couldn't all have been seeing illusions."
At this moment.
The towering walls of the East District were packed with people.
Along the Nu River on the opposite bank in the West District, countless figures had gathered as well.
After a day of fermenting, the rumors of the Nu River Dragon God had only grown more intense.
Many commoners had voluntarily come to the riverbank, offering tribute to thank the Dragon God for sending sweet rain and easing the drought.
With yesterday's divine decree from the Nu River Dragon God abolishing living sacrifices.
Whether within Dongling City or in the villages and towns lining the river outside it, no more cattle and sheep were being offered alive, much less boys and girls.
Instead, offerings now consisted of fruits, roast chicken, and roast duck.
From time to time, someone on the wall tossed specially prepared offerings into the swiftly flowing Nu River below.
And today, Jiang