Hasty Escape

"The Endless Battlefield is collapsing! Prepare yourselves to get thrown out!" Instinct warned just before the space around him started to collapse.

The muddy terrain cracked violently, causing the pool of blood that covered it to be sent in the air in tiny spear-shaped droplets. In the air bolts of quiet lightning breached through the essence of space, striking randomly before disappearing, leaving behind rifts that leaked the absolute nothingness of the void. High above, the sky, dark and red like the sunset after a bloody battle was now falling, locking the aspects of existence and cultivators present in place with an infinite pressure.