When a young deer fords the stream, birds fly through the forest.,"Whoever dares to hold back when killing Zuo Guanglie is a complete fool." Accompanied by an icy voice, a line of cultivators in dark-blue robes landed, faintly sealing off the four directions.,The convergence of Qi, the accumulation of clouds, and the layering of dark clouds, a combination of three esoteric arts, resulted in this torrential downpour!。