"Rumble, rumble." Thunder continued to roll across the sky outside, despite it being daylight, it was overcast with dark clouds, looking as dark as night. Ji Qian was very keenly aware that the ruins of Atlantis were showing signs of impending destruction.
"Bang." A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, hitting a high-rise building, blasting the four-story structure into pieces. Timber caught fire, and in the heavy rain, rather than being extinguished, the fire burned even more fiercely.
"This rain... is a bit strange." Ye Shikai stood by the window, stretching out his palm, where crystalline raindrops fell into his hand, a slight aura of death seeped through his palm into his body.
"There is a trace of death energy in the rain, but being drenched too much can be dangerous," Ji Qian said, placing water elements into Ye Shikai's hands to remove the death energy from his body.
"We should evacuate as quickly as possible," Ye Shikai turned and said to everyone.
"Yes, sir."
