The ninth year of the Vine Tribe's founding, June 16.
Northern South Wilderness, beside the Great Swamp, Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"Rumble..."
"Crack!"
The sky was filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning echoed.
In an instant, the wind raged, torrential rain poured down, branches and leaves on the ground were tousled, and dust mixed with rainwater flowed to the ground, gathering and flowing to low-lying areas.
"Pitter-patter..."
Raindrops fell on the surface of the Great Swamp, first creating ripples, then the entire water surface seemed to boil, splashing droplets everywhere, a vast expanse of white.
Chief Shan Jia sat under a large tree by the Great Swamp, gazing blankly at the water surface, not seeming to mind even as the rain soaked his body.
Beside him, a massive Mountain Turtle lay on the ground, silently accompanying him to watch the Great Swamp in the rain.
