It didn't take long for the plane to fly away. Suddenly, the sky was covered in thick, dark clouds. In the twinkle of an eye, it started raining heavily.
Often, Qin Fen would raise his head, looking at the sky. Usually, there was little chance of rain on a plateau. But today, it was actually raining heavily. Looking at the whole world from above, it seemed that the whole world was shrouded in torrential rain.
Qin Fen smiled as he looked at the Thunderstorm in his hand, which could adapt to a vast majority of environments, and dropped this super killing machine that had reaped almost a thousand lives on the ground.
To walk on the road of martial dao, one needed to have a firm heart! Holding a weapon that could easily erase lives would become one's biggest obstacle. Throwing it away would mean throwing away the obstacle itself...
Qin Fen turned and took two steps, then turned back and picked up the Thundercloud and fixed it on his back carefully.
