Li Yan looked up and saw that all the other trees had their crowns broken off, but only this one remained lush and dense.
He pondered thoughtfully, vaguely discerning the significance.
Crack!
Shortly, less than half a stick of incense later, a tremendous bolt of thunder struck again.
Indeed, the crown of that tree was also split asunder.
Guan Peide's eyes widened, "What's going on here?"
Wang Daoxuan exhaled a sigh of relief and said solemnly, "It's a response between Heaven and Humanity!"
"This place is the burial ground of Emperor Guan, whose body lies without a head, and now the divine astral presence of the Emperor is overwhelming, naturally becoming more efficacious."
"How could a tree with a crown grow in a land without heads?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Guan, there is no evil being that dares cause trouble here. If I'm not mistaken, there should be no more thunderstrikes from now on."
