C223 The heavens are furious and the people resent it!

A storm was brewing. The morning air in the arena was no longer as fresh as it had been before. There was only depression, like balls of dark clouds shrouding the hearts of everyone present.

The hundred thousand Qing-Yun Sect disciples in the Gravitational Field suddenly quieted down amidst the clamor, as if time and space had frozen. It seemed a little strange.

Su Ye and Su Qingwu