CRACK—BOOOOOOOM!
After Ye An's Descent, air turned to fire, rocks lifted, screaming, before being atomized midair.
It wasn't an impact... It was a judgment.
The kind of divine decree that didn't need a signature, just a body soaked in flesh and a will strong enough to shatter sects.
Her crash carved a perfect basin over a hundred meters wide, the crater hissed like a dying dragon releasing steam. Crash! Lava geysers ruptured from the edges, licking at the sky.
Where once there had been hundreds of Hunter beasts, scouts, raiders, two Marshals, now there was blood fog.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Chunks of twisted limbs rained down like cursed snow.
Weapons melted into slag, screams came from throats that no longer had bodies attached.
The remaining Marshals, still hovering, stared in horror. Half their armor cracked just from the blast radius.
Even their demonic cores trembled, like they'd been grabbed and shaken by fate itself.
"Sksksksk..."
The scouts began to back away.
