As Wang Ye transferred more and more rainwater, the rainfall within a radius of several tens of kilometers below him gradually lessened,
changing from the original torrential downpour to moderate rain, and then into a fine drizzle.
In its place,
the rain over the ocean became increasingly intense, with more and more violent thunder and lightning,
as if about to trigger a terrifying thunderstorm and tempest at any moment.
At this moment, Li Weimin, closest to Wang Ye above, was drawn out by the terrifying noise of thunder and ripping sounds in the sky. Wearing a raincoat, he walked out of the tent and tried to look up, but the raindrops blurred his eyes, making it impossible for him to see anything clearly.
He could only use a transparent shield to block the raindrops,
and only then could he barely see the situation in the sky through the water-marked shield.
At just one glance,
he was stunned by the shocking scene in the sky.
"Damn! Is Nezha causing a ruckus in the sea?"
