Evolve from a Tree

C675 Rain Curtain



C675 Rain Curtain

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Thunder rumbled in the distance. It was unknown when a thick black cloud had appeared and was pressing down on top of his head. It was dark and gloomy, and a storm was brewing.    

    

The strong wind whistled, forming a strong cyclone after passing through the forest. It spiralled around the forest and created falling leaves that filled the sky.    

    

Hualala ~    

    

Raindrops the size of beans fell down in rapid succession. The curtain of water covered the sky like a pearl curtain that covered the entire city. The mountain peak in the distance even became blurry, as if the entire world had become distant.    

    

Su Mu walked out of the hall and looked at the water droplets that were falling to the ground and then spreading into layers of ripples: "Is this your answer?"    

    

It was a question, but it was also a certainty.    

    

BOOM!    

    

The thunders in the sky became louder, responding to Su Mu's question.    

    

Su Mu felt something was amiss. He walked out of the roof that sheltered him from the rain and entered the boundless water curtain. The rain water flowed down along his hair, cheeks, and clothes.    

    

The rain could not touch a single drop, and nothing could be added to one's body.    

    

This was the level of primordial chaos.    

    

Crash! *    

    

The rain got heavier and heavier. The space around Su Mu distorted and dense fog rose up, engulfing everything. A vast aura flowed out and a picture scroll named Prehistoric slowly opened up before Su Mu's eyes.    

    

Stellar Transposition was the same as the vicissitudes of life.    

    

Su Mu had followed his soul through the river of time and arrived at the glorious and resplendent epic song that eventually dissipated into dust.    

    

It was a resplendent and resplendent era where humans and deities lived together, and all living things coexisted together. It was an era where the extraordinary never left the mundane world, only revealing themselves within the mundane world.    

    

In that era, the world was vast and spacious. All spirits were but a drop in the ocean.    

    

Attack, protect, kill, take on, reproduce, explore, seek truth …    

    

When these notes were combined together, all the spirits would compose their own epic music in this savage and exquisite world.    

    

Time flew, civilization passed quickly, all spirits were no longer satisfied with living in a remote corner of the world, they began to explore with this world as the center.    

    

Then they welcomed an unnamed guest from outer space.    

    

Hualala ~    

    

At some point, it started to drizzle again.    

    

The rain continued to fall and the world was shrouded in dark clouds. Even the sun hanging high in the sky lost its color as it maliciously corroded the lively world.    

    

The endless rain turned into a torrential downpour that covered the sky. The rain did not bring new life, and the earth began to be infected by the deathly aura. It was so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.    

    

Countless creatures were maliciously eroded and transformed into twisted families. Their fresh and powerful hearts were filled with holes, and the holes in their hearts were empty. They were lonely, constantly urging them to find things to fill the holes in their hearts.    

    

The slaughter thus began.    

    

This was a world war, and also a war for survival.    

    

If they were to lose, the world would sink. All living creatures would go insane and die from the Evil God's mutterings.    

    

The vitality of the entire world would also be sucked dry.    

    

If they were victorious, the entire world would be drained of spirit energy because of this apocalyptic battle. Even expelling, sealing, and killing those Evil Gods would be difficult to heal.    

    

At that time, how many living beings would this world have left?    

    

Faced with this hopeless situation, some almighty being chose to bring their bloodline along with them to flee their homeland, traversing through the boundaries to another world.    

    

There were also those who were willing to throw themselves into despair and act as accomplices for the tiger.    

    

However, in the end, there were still people who chose to stand up.    

    

Because...    

    

All spirits are born in Si, Long and Si, and will be buried in Si after experiencing a short period of time or a long period of time.    

    

However, if the world were to be overturned, all things would eventually come to an end.    

    


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