Just as black clouds shrouded Jiankang City, lightning flashed and thunder roared over the Huai Region north of the Great River, where black clouds covered the sky as well!
Throughout the Huai Region, countless people trembled in fear and felt ill at ease. Yet before the nameless anger in their hearts could rise, it turned into wisps of incense smoke and Green Smoke, drifting away into the distance.
In the end, all that remained in their hearts was a glowing figure. It filled their thoughts, driving them to bow their heads in prayer.
Elsewhere, winds and clouds surged around Mount Tai, and gales howled!
The black clouds and thunder first gathered over Mount Tai's summit.
From afar, it looked as though a Black Veil had been draped over Mount Tai, with electric serpents darting across it. Then the Black Veil billowed outward in the Eight Directions!
In the blink of an eye, it covered all the land within three hundred li of the mountain.
Sunlight dimmed, and lightning scattered across the sky.
A faint irritation took root in every heart.
On the mountain, below it, and throughout the surrounding region, people had already been thrown into panic by the Blood Mist and the changes at Eastern Peak. Calm had only just begun to return when the heavens suddenly changed again, plunging their hearts back into turmoil.
Even the martial artists who had just come down the mountain began muttering. They had not wanted to leave so soon, but Chen Cuo had sent them away. Now, seeing this, they could not help wondering whether something else had happened above.
A few who had harbored other intentions and hoped to attach themselves to the Lord of Southern Chen even wanted to seize the chance to return to Mount Tai.
Worse still, with