Around the kings, nothing existed but the immense ring of black fire and a suffocating abnormal presence watching them. A strange and peculiar atmosphere enveloped everything; the air that entered their bodies felt icy, but when breathed in, a burning sensation emerged from their lungs. Their feet seemed to touch the ground, while simultaneously feeling like they were floating in emptiness; it was a total loss of their spatial awareness.
To accentuate the strangeness, they didn't perceive Qi, laws, or cultivation in their bodies. It was as if they had stripped themselves of their bodies, becoming fragile souls dispersed in the void of the universe, distant from stars or any form of life.
In the midst of these supernatural sensations, everything lasted only for a few moments. The ring of fire dissipated, finally revealing the visage of something alive: four bestial eyes at the center of that world. These eyes observed the kings, and a heavy snort echoed.
