Beneath the Burning Sky
"Elder Jadis, long time no see! Are you guys alright?"
Leon descended slowly from the storm-filled sky, his midnight robes fluttering against the scorching winds. Thin amethyst embroideries glimmered faintly beneath the reflection of lightning, making him look less like a human cultivator and more like a sword immortal who had stepped out from an ancient legend.
Behind him, Harry Taylor followed nervously, clutching his robe as waves of terrifying pressure continued to spread across the mystery woodland.
The battlefield around them had already become a living nightmare.
The distant roars of the Inferno Swift Bird shook the heavens. Mountains collapsed one after another beneath waves of fire. The gigantic body of the old earth spiky turtle continued crawling through the burning land while the Smoke darke Lion chased it relentlessly beneath the raging thunderclouds.
The air smelled of blood, ash, and scorched earth.
