In a sky as dark as evening, clouds seethed as the might of a god pulsed down onto Xu Qing in mountainous waves. Rumbling sounds filled his mind as he trembled from head to toe. He could no longer fly, and was forced down onto the ground of rotten flesh.7

When he landed, his organs wrenched with pain inside of him, and he coughed up a massive mouthful of blood. Blood seeped out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and his body, unable to sustain the force, started cracking apart. Blood oozed out everywhere. In the blink of an eye, his white swordsage uniform became as red as blood. Intense pain filled him, and he struggled to lift his head and look off toward the horizon. He saw the sacrificial offering of hundreds of souls, and in addition, there were a dozen streams of green energy that looked like snakes or dragons.16

It definitely appeared to be a rite or ceremony.0

A sacrificial offering to a god....6

This wasn’t his first time seeing a god. And yet, he still felt himself trembling from facing a higher level of life.1

It was...0