For two months the rain had fallen over Wangyue Lake, its waters clear and bright, causing the lake to surge and consequently rendering it crystal clear. Li Chengliao initiated his mana amidst the rain, his head bowed.
On the muddy shore before him, two rows of giant bluestone dams stood erect, the water levels rising, gradually nearing the two towns. In one night, upon a resolution made by Li Xihong in the Central Hall, the dams had sprung from the earth.
The lake was the result of a mystical weather pattern, and though not considered a Spiritual Object, the gradually accumulating force of the waters was indeed vast, something ordinary dams couldn't withstand. Without someone to oversee it, it would likely flood all the way to the foot of the mountain.
