Chapter 63

The rain pours down, falling with a force that could bow a man to the ground. It is an oppressive cascade, heavy beyond enduring.

The shrieking of the wind among the small village buildings is akin to that of the lamentations of the damned. It is painfully cold with a darkness that blanket the sky.

Thunder rolls from afar, foretelling worse yet to come on this small village. Yet beneath this storm, three hooded silhouettes made their way across the deserted small town.

"Remind me why do I have to wear this hideous cape?! And why can't I use my cultivation base to repel the rain?!" Asked Leyla in a hushed angry voice as she glared at both Omis and Addi's hooded figures.

"For the one-hundredth time, this is an undercover expedition. We do not unnecessarily engage in fights and we lay low!" Said Addi.

"Well, that didn't work out too well for us the last time we were here..." Murmured Omis under his breath.