Kapitel 428

Xiao Ning murmured softly, her gaze piercing through layers of space, looking across the six directions and eight wastelands, searching for her destination.

His gaze swept across the entire human realm, sharp as a torch.

Finally, Xiao Ning's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared in one direction.

The place that fell into his eyes was somewhat familiar.

This is where he started his journey.

Qingxu Temple.

In the field of vision, one could see that above Qingxu Temple, a continuous stream of water vapor was gathering from all directions at an alarming speed.

A massive, pitch-black cloud, layered upon layered, continued to expand.

Within the churning clouds, enormous lightning snakes could be seen rolling and howling, their thunderous roars sounding like the fury of ancient beasts.

Beneath the clouds, a tornado was slowly forming and was continuing to intensify.

The earth was filled with flying sand and stones, and countless trees swayed and shook wildly, showing signs of being swept up.

Giant waves surged up on rivers and lakes, reaching heights of hundreds of feet.

Inside Qingxu Temple, some elders and disciples stood on the edge of the cliff, looking up at the terrifying celestial phenomenon, all with expressions of horror on their faces.

Xiao Ning, thousands of miles away, saw all of this reflected in his eyes and was extremely surprised, unable to help but gasp.

"I never imagined that the place where the flood broke out would be Qingxu Temple?"

I really didn't expect that such a disaster would happen near Qingxu Temple.

However, since Chinghae County is close to the coast, it is normal for tsunamis to occur under the influence of typhoons.

It should be noted that the severe drought in Jinling County has caused widespread drought, leaving countless people displaced and destitute.

If a massive flood were to occur in Qinghai County, the consequences would be no less severe than the drought here.

If the torrential flood is allowed to sweep through, the area within hundreds of miles of Qingxu Temple will likely become a vast ocean.

“I absolutely will not allow this to happen.”

Xiao Ning made up his mind to prevent this disaster from happening.

His voice wasn't loud, and his tone was rather calm, yet it seemed to be heard by the entire world, and even the breeze in the high sky seemed to freeze.

He glanced indifferently at the world around him.

Then, he began to perform hand seals and incantations.

The sun hangs high in the sky, its blazing rays casting endless heat down upon the earth below, like a furnace baking the land, trying to dry it out.

High above, the sky is a clear, azure blue, without a single cloud.

A strong wind howled, bringing with it an intensely hot breeze.

Heat waves rolled across the land.

Just then, a faint voice suddenly rang out.

"The wind is coming!"

High in the sky.

Like a golden rule, a simple sentence seems to possess infinite magic, enough to change the world.

Its appearance connected heaven and earth, stirred the vital energy, and made this world, this endless landscape, all different.

It was as if the Heavenly Emperor was issuing a command, resounding across this vast sky and earth.

In an instant, the world seemed to fall silent.

After a moment of silence.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The scorching wind that had been howling relentlessly began to slow down, and after a moment it even stopped.

Even more surprisingly, the wind began to flow backward, blowing in the opposite direction.

This strong, counter-current wind, though moving slowly, is gradually increasing in speed over time.

Presumably, it won't be long before this counter-current gale reaches its peak.

Its roaring, furious sound will shock and even terrify everyone in the world.

A fierce wind blew in from a thousand miles away, carrying boundless moisture and clouds, instantly darkening the entire world with dense clouds, thunder, and lightning.

The dark clouds overhead surged up like ocean waves, making a rushing sound, appearing incredibly heavy, as if they had accumulated endless moisture, condensing into drops of rain.

"Rain is coming!"

Another loud shout rang out.

A dark mass of clouds, nearly a thousand miles in size, was slowly gathering, growing thicker and thicker, and the sky grew increasingly gloomy.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dark clouds.

Under the dark clouds, the wind howled fiercely.

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