Mushroom clouds of smoke and dust raced towards the heavens from a bed of red flames. From within that bed of fire came screams, shouts, and explosions. Shadows were flitting out of the flames, scattering like ants across the ground and sky in a desperate bid to reach safety.
Throughout the burning precinct, thousands of cultivators fought violently. The earth and sky shook from the activation of uncountable Combat Arts. One building crumbled after the other the entire precinct collapsed around them. The escaping bystanders died by the thousands, but no one seemed to care. There was much more at stake than the lives of a few weaklings.
