The continuous heavy rain brought tremendous energy, and the plants frantically absorbed the energy from the rainwater. In just three days, the earth's surface was completely transformed.
There are countless towering trees, and the vegetation is so lush that it reaches several meters in height.
The mutated plants are also growing rapidly, and many of them have broken through to become spirit plants.
Unfortunately, the heavy rain prevented exploration and observation. The spiritual plants grew wildly, absorbing the immense energy; flowers and fruits appeared silently.
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The fragrant aroma was masked by the heavy rain, but the spiritual plants remained safe.
One can imagine how many creatures would be attracted by the fragrance when the rain stopped, and how much struggle and fighting would ensue.
Of course, in addition to the dramatic changes in plants, animals are no exception.
Animals that avoided the rain were unharmed, but those whose fur was already soaked and who had lost their minds had no peace and quiet.
After three days of mindless fighting, the animals in the basin suffered considerable losses. Whether herbivores or carnivores, they all attacked and fought indiscriminately under the drenching rain. Blood and carcasses were scattered throughout the basin; without the heavy rain, the patches of crimson would have been incredibly striking.
The reindeer leader, its pale red eyes fixed silently on the rain, lay prone in a fresh mud burrow, which it had dug with its powerful forelimbs.
Most animals can dig holes, but unfortunately the reindeer herd was in a very open area. Before they could dig a place to hide, the reindeer herd was already overwhelmed by the rain and lost their minds.
The reindeer leader was initially enraged and went berserk, letting the rain wash over it, but its survival instinct still made it use its spiritual power to protect itself.
After finding a place to live, the reindeer leader did not hide in the burrow all the time. It would go out from time to time to get rained on and actively absorb the violent energy. The struggle, excitement, and pain allowed it to vent its frustration and powerlessness.
Over time, this experienced reindeer gradually adapted to this frequency. It was no longer easily affected by the violent energy. It could always stop accurately before losing its mind and going crazy, and then return to the cave to digest the energy it had gained.
The cycle repeated itself, and the immense energy allowed it to successfully break through to the level of a third-tier spirit beast on the third day under the heavy rain.
Perhaps due to the breakthrough, or perhaps due to the influence of the rain's energy, its pale golden eyes turned into a pale red, and they would never change color with the changing seasons again.
It was unaware that it had lost its racial characteristics; all it knew was that it possessed a stronger physique, sharper antlers, and more concentrated spiritual power.
But these things also made it less than happy, because it lost its herd. The leader who had always devoted himself to the deer herd suddenly lost it, leaving it not only lonely but also bewildered.
On the first day the reindeer herd broke apart, it could hear the howls of its kin in the distance through the rain, but by the second day, it could hear nothing at all; all it could hear was the increasingly torrential sound of the rain.
After staying in the cave for three days, the golden pheasants were getting restless; they were hungry.
Spirit beasts like Jin Diao and his wife are better off, as they have spiritual energy to nourish their bodies, and even after three days without food, they are only a little hungry.
But the ordinary Golden Beasts that hadn't yet evolved into spirit beasts were having a hard time. Three days wouldn't kill them, but it would make them uncomfortable and weak.
But the torrential rain was an obstacle, preventing them from venturing out to forage. Regardless of their energy levels, the heavy rain also made it impossible for them to maintain normal flight.
Knowing the state of its kind, and seeing that the rain showed no sign of letting up, the male golden eagle let out a low cry and resolutely set out.
A huge golden raptor soared out, and torrential rain instantly pounded against its massive wings. The heavy raindrops were like cannonballs, bombarding down relentlessly.
A faint golden light shone on the golden feathers; it was the faint glow formed by spiritual energy emanating from the body's surface.
Protected by spiritual power, the male golden eagle is not corroded by the restless energy, and its powerful wings are not affected by the rain. However, in such weather, it cannot fly too high and can only fly slowly towards the forest.
In this kind of weather, finding suitable prey, especially in the forest, is not an advantage for a sky overlord like the Golden Eagle. It flew over a forest but didn't see a single animal that wasn't enraged.
Those active in the rain were all mindless animals with red eyes, roaring, running, and fighting.
The male golden eagle did not want to hunt such food, fearing that eating such prey would affect its kind that had not yet evolved into spirit beasts. However, when its spiritual energy was nearly half depleted, it compromised.
Compared to starving to death, prey containing the energy of rainwater is not unacceptable.
Like the golden pheasant, many go out to join their pack, such as the red deer couple, who are pulling tender plants from the rain outside the cave and bringing them into the cave.
Compared to carnivores, herbivores like them have it much easier. With rain, plants grow wildly, and they don't need to go far from their burrows to find enough food for their group.
The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, and the creatures under the sky were already becoming restless. Three days had passed like a hurdle; the creatures that had taken refuge were no longer at ease. Hunger made them restless, but the threat of death also constantly suppressed this restlessness.
Some animals chose to go outside, while others hid themselves, preferring to starve rather than step into the rain. It's not that creatures that stepped into the rain would necessarily die, but the chances of death were indeed extremely high.
When faced with the same predicament, both the wise and the unwise will make their own choices. Such is the nature of all living beings.
The torrential rain finally began to change on the seventh day; the dense curtain of rain suddenly turned into a drizzle, and the noisy rushing gradually subsided.
This time, human prayers seem to have had some effect.
Maybe it was just luck; who can say for sure?
The tiger's fluffy paws caught a few drops of drizzle. The tiger father looked at his large paws in confusion. "Where did they go?"
The big tiger tilted its head, glanced at the gloomy sky, and strode into the rain.
A light drizzle soaked the tiger's colorful fur. The tiger father's paws rested on the damp, puddled grass; he sensed the energy in the water beneath his feet, but the raindrops falling on his back did not. The tiger father raised his head, his eyes narrowed, and turned back to his den.
"Roar." Upon hearing what Tiger Dad said, several joyful roars immediately echoed in the cave.
Courage dashed out of the cave, its paws stomping through the puddles, feeling the new raindrops falling on its body. Soon, it confirmed that the new rainwater no longer contained that energy!
Lin Qian stood at the cave entrance and carefully sensed the situation. He had originally thought that this heavy rain would be an extreme natural disaster like a snowstorm, but unexpectedly, the heavy rain subsided in just six days.
Although he guessed the wrong direction, Lin Qian was still happy with the result. Compared to natural disasters brought about by extreme weather, he naturally preferred a stable and normal life.
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