Difference of Perspectives

The whole area looked like an aftermath of a disaster, the ground split and gouged out everywhere to the point that it could be called a wasteland, and water turned crimson from blood flowing seemingly endlessly as if after a flood.

The sky still bore the heaviness and traces of a storm, only light drizzle reminding of a heavy downpour that had passed here.

And then there were Demonic Beast corpses, masses and masses of corpses, enough to be called a sea, and piled up to form large hills that took place of the ones of earth that disappeared.

Hong Yue gulped, standing frozen and unblinking at the edge of the plateau that remained the same as it did before in contrast with the area around it, and looking with wide open eyes at the devastation brought about by one man.

Her mind was blank, still numb from shock, as images of what she saw before passed before her eyes.