After a while, Shen Long opened his eyes and let out a deafening roar that shook the practice room incessantly.
Five-colored auspicious clouds collided, forming a huge five-colored vortex which began to spin rapidly.
A large amount of five-colored auspicious clouds from afar flew towards it, sucked into the vortex by a strong force, instantly dissipating and steadily expanding the size of the vortex.
Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the five-colored auspicious clouds had disappeared completely, and a massive five-colored vortex appeared over the Golden Cicada Valley, blocking out the sun.
The five-colored vortex spun rapidly, and a torrent of five-colored raindrops poured down, heading straight for the practice room where Shen Long was located.
Tens of thousands of miles away, atop a steep peak, there was a blue stone pavilion where Mo Bingbing and Xu Tianhai sat inside, sipping tea and chatting leisurely.
