The rain was falling heavily, drumming on the ground and stirring up the earthy scent of wet soil. It splashed onto the surface of the lake, creating ripples that spread outwards. It fell upon passersby's heads, eliciting low grumbles of annoyance.,Dozens of cultivators stood in the air, guarding before the mountain peak. They all emanated powerful aura fluctuations. Lu Yang suspected that if they fully unleashed their auras, there wouldn't be many people left who could even stand.,These cultivators remained silent, inexplicably putting psychological pressure on people.。