The loud booming noise came from the sky, and large raindrops fell on the hair.
Qian Cangyi slowly lifted his head, only to discover that at some point, the sky had become covered with dark clouds.
A branch-like purple lightning tore through the sky, twisting forward like a venomous snake through a black jungle.
"The weather has changed suddenly, could it be..." Xuan Zhi turned slightly and looked toward the square's direction but dared not to stick his head out.
The torrential downpour fell like gates opening, and in an instant, the area near the concert venue turned into a scene from a disaster movie.
The thunderous sound, like explosions, came from the square, deafening to hear.
Qian Cangyi put away the Focused Dagger, as he couldn't use the reflection of the dagger to see the conditions of the square clearly under this weather.
"Let's change our position!" shouted Qian Cangyi.
"Go there." Xuan Zhi pointed with his right hand towards a mall not far away.
