A fierce wind howled, and the rainstorm raged.
Two figures tore through the forest, carving two transparent paths through the downpour.
The sudden deluge had caught Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi completely off guard. The rain in the Blood-colored Wilderness was no ordinary shower; raindrops the size of a baby's fist hammered the ground with loud smacks. The impact of each drop was comparable to a full-force blow from a third or fourth-level Meridian Wheel Realm martial artist. Initially, they maintained their Protective Gang Energy, but their Yuan Qi depleted too quickly, forcing them to abandon it.
Luo Feng cursed his luck internally. Though their strength meant they didn't fear the force of the rain, the downpour showed no signs of stopping soon. They couldn't continue like this.
Releasing his Soul Power to its fullest extent, Luo Feng scanned their surroundings sharply, searching for shelter.
「Half an hour later」
