The ninth Thunder Doom falls and the bright light comes along，dazzling everybody’s eyes. When people open their eyes again, the swirling wind is already gone. Sun is shining through the thick clouds.

Almost all of the walls and buildings in the Textile School have collapsed. Dust is everywhere. A large deep hole is in the yard. While the crazy Taoist is still immersed in the aftertaste of the Heaven’s Doom, Lin Luoran “wakes up” because her level of cultivation is ...