The Descent Of Lightning As Punishment

Blood flowed into rivers within the entire gorge.

The rays of the setting sun seemed blood red as they made the blood that tainted the gorge to become more prominent, and it seemed as if only one color remained within the entire world, and it was a dazzling and resplendent scarlet red.

Unknowingly, the commotion and shrill cries had already vanished.

A group of Demonic Lotusblade Sect disciples stood within the gorge with terrified expressions as they looked at the four figures in the sky that were like gods of slaughter, and their legs seemed as if they were filled with lead, causing it to be difficult to move in the slightest.

They didn't dare flee, because they knew they were unable.

Perhaps they had the chance of escaping death if they stood here.

As the wind blew by, an extremely dense smell of blood pierced into their nostrils, causing their expressions to go pale, and their bodies shivered.

Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky.