Liang Zhu City, twelve streams of white light reached straight into the sky.
Dishi Yanluo stood beside the base formation, silently looking at the faintly visible spell symbols in the white light. All of a sudden, a popping noise came from the portal, while countless spell symbols that had been spinning like gears paused. Next, all spell symbols merged together perfectly and transformed into a smooth stream of light that spread out.
A Xiu Clan elderly man walked to the base formation, seeming to be quite experienced. He grasped in the air, then put his hand to his nose, sniffed and said while smiling, "Hmm, a world with rich water power. Poor human beings, this rain is not gonna stop!"
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