The skies wept.
Or better described as liquid acid falling from above as heavy rain. This was bad, the acid rain itself was pretty potent, after all, it was supposed to melt down planets. And it was grinding away at the protective barrier around my hoverboard.
This is really, really bad. A single drop of this acid rain is enough to kill a cultivator, not to mention these weak frail mortals or people who barely know how to use the first stages of cultivation.
I needed to hurry, I didn't have any time to loiter around, the Lion Tribe might get eradicated by the time I arrive just due to this rain.
Half an hour later I arrived to a new land, only this land was burning from the acid. The whole landscape turned to swamps of melted dirt and stones everywhere, no blade of grass survived this apocalyptic rain as it fell and bore through the ground and stone as if it was butter.