Even the Dragon Kings, accustomed to storms, couldn't think of a way to cope in a short time.
For a while, the entire Crystal Palace was engulfed in negative emotions; who would have thought that these renowned Dragon Kings also suffer such vexations.
Time hastened on, not pausing for even a moment due to human will.
On this day, the weather was fine, and the sun rose in the east as usual, seemingly no different from any other day.
Lin Fang, just like always, stepped out of his residence. He had been hiding in his little world and devotedly practicing cultivation, no longer concerning himself with the tumultuous outside world.
In this chaotic era, traditional rites and music collapsed, and only personal strength was a stable guarantee. Therefore, Lin Fang needed to race against the clock to acquire greater power before the chaos arrived.
