If someone were to stand at the highest point of the Alchemist Association, they would discover that the sky above one of the peaks was covered with dark clouds, while the other peaks were clear and sunny. This was a stark contrast.
Unfortunately, because of Lin Bai's matter, as well as the city Lord, Yan Hua, and the others, everyone had heavy tasks on their hands and could not spare time at all. Therefore, naturally, no one noticed that this group of disciples was in deep trouble.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like a surging torrent. They couldn't even make out north, south, east and west let alone finding the direction to leave. It was already good enough that they could protect themselves from being washed away by the current.
