They had magenta carapaces, were as stooped as a crescent moon, had triangular heads, and emanated a terrifying aura. They had six limbs with razor-sharp claws at the end, and long tails that made up about half their body and could smash through just about any obstacle. Running down each back, from head to the tips of the tail, was a row of crimson spikes that glowed with crimson light that matched the redness of the sky.9

These were the godchildren. At the moment, they were pouring out of the chasms in the Bitter Life Mountains and were spreading through the mountain range. They were embodiments of chaos, insanity, and hunger. They ate anything in their path, and whenever they smelled flesh or blood, their eyes lit up with greed, and they would follow that scent wherever it led them, usually into the sects or cities that filled the Bitter Life Mountains.2

From high in the air, they created red rivers snaking through the mountains. Horrifying howls filled heaven and earth.0

When cultivators heard...0