"Rumble!~~~~"
Near the Holy Light Continent, a radiant figure crashed to the ground like a meteor, carving out a long trench as clouds of dust billowed up.
"Lord of Holy Light, you had the nerve to help seal our Spirit Race! Today is the day you die!" Three figures suddenly appeared above the trench: Elder Qingmu, Elder Lümiào, and Elder Honglian. They were brimming with murderous intent, their cold eyes fixed on the ground below.
"What about the Lord of Mountains and Rivers?" A figure shot out of the dust cloud and stared coldly at Elder Qingmu and the others. It was none other than the former ruler of the Holy Light Continent—the Lord of Holy Light.
"The Lord of Mountains and Rivers?" Elder Qingmu gave a cold laugh and flicked his sleeve.
"Boom!" A battered corpse slammed hard into the ground.
At the sight of the Lord of Mountains and Rivers' corpse, the Lord of Holy Light's pupils contracted sharply. He had never expected the Lord of Mountains and Rivers to die just like that. After all, Sovereign-level experts were exceptionally skilled at escaping. Generally speaking, when two Sovereigns faced each other, it was very difficult for one to kill the other.
"Hmph, Lord of Holy Light, the Lord of Mountains and Rivers is gone. He's so lonely there—I'll send you to join him!" Elder Honglian cried. Her fingers unfurled like a blooming lotus, sending out circles of transparent ripples.
In an instant, everything within hundreds of miles turned red. Countless Karma Flames sprang from the void. Mountains crumbled to ash, rivers evaporated, exposing their beds, while surging lava erupted and waves of heat rolled up to the sky.
A Karma Fire Red Lotus more than a hundred thousand feet across appeared in the sky. Its blazing flames burned