Ye Tianfan hadn't been here for long when the sky quickly darkened.
Black clouds descended heavily toward the ground, as if the sky was collapsing, with occasional flashes of lightning darting through the clouds.
In this desolate wilderness, with no village in front and no shop behind, Ye Tianfan saw only a small winding path stretching out from the distance.
While Ye Tianfan hesitated about which way to go, a low rumble of thunder echoed in the sky, accompanied by sporadic raindrops.
"Looks like it's going to rain. Just a moment ago, the sun was scorching, and now it's about to rain soon. Judging by these clouds, it's likely to be a downpour," Ye Tianfan said, glancing up at the clouds and feeling the raindrops on his face.
Ye Tianfan quickly descended to the ground. With a storm like this, he couldn't stay flying. Rain alone would be tolerable, but having heard the thunder earlier, there was no way he could stay in the sky during such weather.
