The demon wind indeed tears through forests, bends ridges, fells pines and plum trees, spreads earth, raises dust, and breaks ridges. Yellow River waves pour out utterly muddy, and Xiang River waters rise and overturn waves. Azure sky shakes the Dipper Palace, almost sweeping away the Senluo Hall.
"Has the weather changed?"
At this moment, Bai Buran was driving the Five Spirits Rainbow Light on an overpass, with recent weather broadcasts coming through the radio.
He looked out the car window towards the sky and saw Black Wind over his head, Yellow Sand filling the sky.
"Damn it!"
Bai Buran's brow furrowed sharply, and he urgently turned the steering wheel, making a U-turn right on the overpass.
Meanwhile, within the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance.
In the president's office, a loud "clang" suddenly rang out as Lou Hechuan's teacup shattered, scalding tea water spilling recklessly over the desk.
