The mountain gate to the south is like a barrier, locking all disasters and chaos inside. Looking in from the outside, it was like a storm in a glass bottle.
The river and the falling rocks chased everyone as if they were alive, and it gradually calmed down after they had driven everyone out of the circular ground.
Wan Jingtian was sitting on the ground outside the mountain gate, breathing heavily, and then he was frightened: "Let me go! What happened there just now? Floods and mudslides? How did they happen? Was it an earthquake?"
Indeed, everything happened too suddenly and too unreasonably from the calm of the wind and the waves to the discoloration of the world!
At that time, most of the people were still resting or packing their luggage, but they had not figured out the situation,
