C163 Divine power 'is the' superpower.

The rain got heavier and heavier, as if a child was crying loudly. Thunder rumbled along with the strong winds, and the flowers in front of Ye Jian and Xiong Lie's grave were rolling, struggling, and dancing in the rain.

More than half of the people invited had left. They had umbrellas, but they still had to return home before the rain started.

Other than the people from Saint