The blinding glare faded, and the stench of blood slammed into everyone's faces like a heavy fist, thick and suffocating.
Lin Yue's silver armor fragments scattered like snow across the charred tree trunks, reflecting a cold, bleak light. Suyi's lightning whip, meanwhile, lay like a dying giant python, weakly coiling around a half-charred snake tail with a crackling, sizzling sound. A strange, bronze-like aura lingered faintly in the air, echoing in their ears like ancient whispers.
In the distance, the colossal outline of a massive coffin loomed hazily through the mist, resembling a dormant giant beast. They stood in an unfamiliar land of scorched earth and withered trees, the sky shrouded in an eerie gray-purple haze.
Chapter 137