"Whoosh!"
Flames appeared between Heaven and Earth. They came so suddenly that, in the blink of an eye, they grew from tiny sparks to cover the skies and the land, enveloping countless living beings.
"What is this?"
People turned pale with shock. Hadn't they been watching the Ultimate showdown of the Number One Cultivator Tournament? The winners had already been decided, and they had even seen the astonishing spectacle of a man riding a Dragon!
How could flames suddenly sweep across all of Heaven and Earth? Had a powerful enemy come to attack?
"What is this? Why am I burning?" someone cried in panic. Anyone would be terrified to find themselves inexplicably bursting into flame.
"It's so... warm." Someone stared at the red flames burning over his body, lost in a daze.
The fire seemed to have risen from his heart. Its flames burned bright and strong, yet they harmed no one.
"I saw my ancestors. I saw my descendants. I saw my people..." someone murmured. Before he knew it, tears had covered his face.
As the flames burned, countless images appeared in people's minds. Countless images also appeared between Heaven and Earth.
They showed a vast, Cang land where one person, then countless people, struggled to survive. After ages of oppression by foreign races, a great upheaval in Heaven and Earth had finally given them a chance to breathe.
Yet even when they tried to seize that chance, stand on their own, and cast off their status as food, they were not allowed to do so. They were slaughtered without mercy.
One after another, generation after generation, the Human Race's Heavenly Prodigies and ordinary folk alike threw themselves into the struggle like moths into a flame. They fought so the Human Race could stand tall between Heaven and Earth,