"Xiaoyu, pay attention and strive to cultivate. Only then can you save more suffering."
In mid-air, Su Yang's thoughts shifted, and a vast aura of swords permeated, surging in all directions.
Covering a vast range, it encompassed the entire jurisdiction of Kaiyang City.
"This sword technique is called Rainfall."
"I want rain to fall upon this world, and so it shall."
The sword aura filled the sky, causing a transformation in the celestial phenomena.
In an instant, dark clouds blanketed the sky for miles.
The commoners toiling on the land and the citizens of Kaiyang City drawing water all stood frozen.
"It's going to rain!"
"Quick, go back and collect water!"
In no time, the commoners ran homeward, their path turning into a frenzied dash.
Even before they reached home, the sky opened up, pouring down heavy rain.
There was no gradual build-up, only a downpour of immense intensity.
