The Second Day of the Second Month was overcast.
When Pan Long got up early that morning, he heard someone on the street sighing.
"How strange! No matter how much wind or rain we've had in past years, the clouds always part on the Second Day of the Second Month, leaving clear skies and sunshine. Why is this year different?"
"Who knows."
"Haha, only heaven knows, all right."
Pan Long frowned at the words and pushed open his window to look up. Heavy clouds blotted out the sun. It did not look like rain was about to fall, but neither did it look likely to clear anytime soon.
Ordinarily, he would not have given such weather a second thought. But today... it worried him.
Wind followed the tiger, clouds followed the dragon. With the clouds so thick overhead, had Dragon Gods from every quarter truly arrived to join forces against the Demon God Yiwu?
If a host of Immortals and Buddhas really fought in the heavens, the mortals below would surely be caught in the devastation!
But worry as he might, there was nothing he could do.
In the battle ahead, he was only the equivalent of someone in the Innate Realm. Even if his Nine-Turn Mysterious Art advanced another level and his strength rivaled a True Person Grandmaster's, it would probably make no difference.
The strongest True Person Grandmasters could battle Immortals and Buddhas or Demon Gods. But faced with a whole host of them, even the mightiest True Person Grandmaster would be helpless.
Pan Long sighed, feeling more keenly than ever how important it was to grow stronger.
In his previous life, people had said, "Money can't do everything, but without money, you can do nothing." Applied to the Nine Provinces World, that would probably become, "Strength can't