Spring goes and autumn comes, and a period of sixty years has passed.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged in the stone pavilion with his eyes slightly closed, motionless.

After a while, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes and let out a breath of foul air.

There was a deafening thunderclap from high in the sky, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark, and a huge black cloud appeared high in the sky.

The black cloud is like boiling water, tumbling violently, and the area continues to expand.

Not long after, Leiyun

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