The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
The crackling sounds continued to emanate from the Heaven's Augury Pillar, and above the sect's encampment, the heavy clouds bore down so thickly that the entire encampment began to darken.
Everyone looked up, and although there was still some unease in their hearts, since Guk Yang had already soothed his cultivators, there was not much panic.
The moment the sounds from within the Heaven's Augury Pillar ceased, the dense clouds suddenly sank lower, and from a distance, it looked as if a massive wad of cotton had crashed down upon the Righteous Blood Sect's encampment.
Gale-force winds arose, causing the disciples to squint their eyes.
When the clouds dispersed and the sun shone through once more, the nature's spiritual energy within the entire encampment underwent a revolutionary change.
Being extremely sensitive to such changes, the cultivators let out cries of astonishment throughout the encampment, and all the disciples wore looks of disbelief.