Night Without Borders Chapter 72
Chapter 72: Almost Rising from the Dead This novel is translated and hosted on Bcatranslation This time of year, the horizon shimmered with heat, and light spring rain scattered across the fields. Dark, heavy clouds gathered above, and the first spring thunder rumbled, flashes of weak lightning flickering in the distance. Suddenly, a whole crowd of people rushed into the Thunderfire Alchemy Temple, surrounding Qin Ming—men and women alike, all with nervous faces. "What's the rush? It's just the first spring thunder," Old Zhao muttered, shaking his head. He was seventy-two, and back at the Drunken Mist Tavern, he'd announced...