Beneath the night sky, the wasteland before them was scarred and ravaged. At the center of the battlefield lay a crater nearly a hundred meters across and over ten meters deep.
A long while later, people appeared in twos and threes in the distance, beating wings of various colors as they hurried over. Before long, the first group reached the scene.
At the sight of the devastated wasteland, all three sucked in a breath of cold air. After all, they were renowned Dou Huang experts among the nearby nations.
Yet standing before that hundred-meter crater, all three felt a fear akin to death itself.
"This... this had to be the work of a Dou Zong expert, right? I sensed three auras over here earlier. The intensity of their clash made me decide to pretend I hadn't noticed, even though I'd wanted to come take a look."
A Pockmarked Man spoke.
Another burly man with a mole at the corner of his eye picked up the thread. "Judging by the traces left here, it should have been some kind of pill lightning, right? I was closer earlier. That majestic heavenly might is still fresh in my memory."
"You both have a point, but I just examined the scene. No matter how I look at it, two people were besieging one person, then were forced to use some means to escape. Look at this lightning tribulation. It was clearly the other person's counterattack, so I'm certain that person was a master alchemist..."
The only reasonably normal-looking young man among the three offered his judgment after examining the traces left at the scene.
Just then, dozens of people arrived one after another from the distant horizon.
Clearly, the experts from every nation within a thousand li had gathered here.
Everyone was now discussing