Just as the title says, this is a mistake on my part, it's a draft of my new book, a spoiler of some sorts.
Don't worry, I posted two 1500 chapters at the same time after this
It was another boring day in the small village of Pinea, the sun was still high in the sky illuminating the world with its brilliance, and villagers were out and about engaging in daily duties and small talks.
Suddenly a proud yet majestic voice reverberated in the air,
"Pinea today you've been judged guilty of harboring a fugitive of the three big sects!"
"And your punishment is... Death!"
As the villagers were exchanging puzzled looks over the outrageous declaration, powerful cultivators suddenly descended from the sky like comets, with them came flesh-eating flames, everything had fallen into the embodiment of desperation.
