It was blowing hard in Zhongyuan.

The near-force-eight wind swept over Luojing City. The strong air current whistled in each of its corners.

It was stable in the city.

It was turbulent in the mountain.

All the trees on the mountain were rustling in the strong wind. Broken branches and fallen leaves were swept to the sky. Overlooking the hills from the above, one would see an immense forest—the sea of trees undulating in the wind, ...