They were too close together, and their formations had been completely scattered. Those who had been fighting moments ago still had anger burning in their hearts, and an even more chaotic battle erupted at once.
Many whose strength was lacking and who had appeared in unfortunate positions were immediately killed by attacks from all around them. The wealth left behind by the dead drew still more bloodshed. Now they were no longer fighting over Heavenly Refining Fire, but to seize these treasures-or even to settle old grudges.
Once the conflict began, nothing could stop it. Even though they knew they were already outside the ruins, and that killing members of major factions would bring trouble down on their heads, they could no longer stop.
In the sky, the Red Lotus Carriage sped into the distance, only to be blocked by a skinny man with a long, dark face. "Heh heh... I've long heard that the Blood Lotus Saintess possesses peerless beauty and astonishing talent. You would make the perfect companion for me."
The skinny man spoke loudly, then reached toward the carriage. The maidservants around it froze before their faces filled with fury. "How dare you spout such nonsense!" The saintess held an unparalleled position within the Blood God Cult, second only to the supreme elders in the Spirit God Realm. Once she became a spirit god, her standing would rise above even theirs, and her combat power would be unmatched.
Of course, this superior standing was only a figure of speech. Once someone truly reached the Spirit God Realm, their standing still depended on their individual strength. Saintesses held such high positions because they had a greater chance of becoming spirit gods.
"Get the hell out of my way!" The skinny man paid the maidservants no heed. Curling his