A perfectly fine mountain suddenly collapsed directly into a pile of stones, which was simply astonishing: "Could it be that the Feng Shui Master stirred something up? Or did the opposing side break the Feng Shui Grand Array?"
As Zhang Chen pondered in his heart, he suddenly saw the air above the rubble of stones and debris gather like storm clouds. Out of the originally dry atmosphere, a massive black cloud evolved, and within it, lightning flickered constantly as strikes of serpentine thunder snaked down from the clouds, striking the chaotic ruins below.
The might of the thunderstorms conjured by the black cloud was so grand that it was visible even from dozens of miles away.
"Damn! For the Empress Tomb to cause such a commotion, it's bound to catch the attention of those with ulterior motives. I'm afraid the Empress Tomb will be exposed," Zhang Chen thought, as a bad premonition surged within him while looking at the thunder snakes connecting heaven and earth.
