The rain on his head suddenly grew louder, the wind stronger as well. The rain that was falling straight down began to slant from left to right.,Then came the sound of water from outside. Unlike the ebb and flow of the tides, to 歐陽戎's ears, this sound was like a train roaring towards him from afar. It seemed to be coming from the end of the horizon, sweeping away everything in its path—flowers, birds, animals, mountains, and forests—all laid waste before it. The whole world trembled with the force of it.,At his side lay a broken lotus lamp, one half shattered on the ground and the other half flung into the corner, with multicolored jewels spilling out from within.。