The rain grew heavier and heavier, as though someone were pouring a basin of water down from the sky. The entire Crimson Cloud Mountains lay shrouded in a haze, severely obstructing visibility.
Along with the rain came fierce winds.
The winds howled, their cries echoing incessantly through the mountains.
From a distance, they sounded like the roars of evil spirits, enough to make one's hair stand on end.
"Rain."
"Wind."
The light in Qin Hao's eyes grew brighter, and delight rippled across his brow.
"Wind intent, rain intent!"
"The two complement each other. The stronger the wind, the heavier the rain!"
The wind followed the rain.
The rain, too, carried the wind within it.
At that moment, scenes from the past flashed through Qin Hao's mind.
From comprehending wind and rain force, to merging wind force, rain force, and sword force, to the battles in which he had wielded the Wind-Rain Sword Domain...
Each scene flashed through Qin Hao's mind.
They included his earlier battle against Liang Qiyuan, Uncle Liu, and the others.
Countless sparks burst within his mind. Inspiration kept welling up, and with it, Qin Hao grew increasingly excited.
Hum!
Hum!
At that moment, the Wind-Rain Sword Domain completely enveloped everything within three hundred meters of Qin Hao.
Nearby, the Cloudwing Beast, who had been studying the scale, seemed affected. He gave two cries, looked at Qin Hao as though he were a freak, then quickly moved away.
"Chirp, chirp."
The Cloudwing Beast could naturally tell that Qin Hao had entered an enlightenment state, and he found that hard to accept.
They were both seeking comprehension, yet Qin Hao had actually entered an enlightenment state.
Meanwhile, despite having the scale and putting all his effort into studying its patterns, he had failed to enter one.
With a low