This day.
The four words, "Nujiang Dragon God," spread far and wide.
Countless people witnessed the sudden downpour, saw the golden light piercing the sky and earth.
Saw the towering shadow of a mountain, lingering for a long time before completely dissipating.
The next day.
Yesterday's heavy rain affected the Dongling Mountain Range.
After the rain, the dust was wiped away, leaving the world cleaner and the air fresher.
The mountains and forests drank their fill of rainwater, making the mountain winds carry a moist sensation.
Beside the Nu River.
On the city wall.
"Brother-in-law, do you think there really is a Dragon God in the Nu River?" Wang Qinghan looked at the turbulent Nu River below, a glimmer of wonder in her eyes.
"There should be!" Jiang Ning continued, "So many people saw it, it can't be that everyone saw an illusion."
At this moment.
The high city walls of the East District were crowded with people.
