This torrential rain had been falling for months. In such terrible weather, even cultivators rarely went out, let alone mortals.
On this day, in the distant sky, two streaks of light flew through the curtain of rain. A soft shield of light enveloped them, blocking out the downpour. Beneath the shield were an old man and a young girl.
The old man had white hair and a face full of wrinkles. The other person was a young girl with bright eyes and pearly teeth, remarkably pretty.
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