"What?"
Master Chen turned his head to look.
Before his eyes, a strange vortex had appeared at some point within the thick grey-clouded sky, visibly expanding rapidly as it sucked in the surrounding mist and vapor.
In an instant, gale-force winds howled between heaven and earth, the exterior walls of tall buildings trembled, and the trees along the streets near the eye of the storm vibrated as if they were about to be uprooted.
"Director! Something seems off..."
The orderly retreating members of the Holy Department suddenly stopped in their tracks. Li Sheng merely turned his head for a look and immediately halted everyone.
The downpour continued, and the crowd turned back to gaze upward.
The old man's weathered face tensed slightly as he spoke with a hint of doubt.
