Smoldering ruins were spread across the once pristine valleys, mountains, and deserts of the Shining Continent. There was a time that a cultivator could fly above the surface and see castles, towers, and sprawling cities of profound age and quality materials.
Now, chaos reigned. The battles had started as honest to goodness uprisings of the suppressed and those arrogantly holding on to the old forms of power. They kings, sect masters, and others assumed the Two Rivers Alliance would back them up as the 6 empires had before.
Thus when the Moon Tiers fairly returned all the stored tributes back to their owners based on the ledgers, it shook the final chains of the old world.
Lind had not meant to light the match but he did.
Thus when the minor and backwater powers were getting battered to death, he took action. The very same Moon and Star Tiers descended to use the old Imperial palace as a refugee space.
