Southern Wasteland, Blazing Mountain Sect.
The setting sun was blood-red, and the silent mountain forest lay steeped in a bleak crimson.
Splat!
A young man was viciously kicked flying. He crashed into a massive boulder and spat out a mouthful of blood, which scattered in a red spray.
His clothes were shredded, covered in footprints and bruises. Several ribs were broken, and his left arm hung twisted at an unnatural angle.
"You trash think you deserve to compete with Senior Brother Wang for that Divine Path Foundation Establishment Pill? Just because you have a little talent, you've gotten so carried away you don't know the height of heaven or the depth of earth. You're courting death!"
A sharp-chinned youth stepped forward and ground his foot onto the young man's hand braced against the ground, producing the teeth-gritting crack of breaking bones.
The young man screamed, veins bulging across his forehead.
"Senior Brother Wang was kind enough to offer three Crimson Sun Pills for your Divine Path Foundation Establishment Pill. That was him showing you respect!" Another fat youth spat.
"Exactly. Senior Brother Wang Fugui is one of the sect's four core disciples, Elder Blazing Fire's own son, a mighty expert at the early Heavenly God Realm. You think that just because this Divine Path Foundation Establishment Pill was awarded to you, it's really yours? Stop coveting things that don't belong to you!"
The group took turns speaking, mocking him without restraint.
The young man lay sprawled on the ground, listening to those piercing insults. His heart was cold and numb, yet beneath it surged a towering hatred. His identity was far from ordinary—he was Yan Chen, offspring of the master of Flame God Cave Heaven.
Back then, fearing unforeseen disaster, his father had secretly sent him to cultivate at Blazing