At a secluded realm near the Soul Race.

The large cracks spreading across the dark sky made it looked like an exquisite porcelain that was breaking apart.

A plethora of dead volcanoes littered the ground. They had been dormant for at least several million years.

But today, fire was flowing out of these dead volcanoes and into the spatial rifts on the sky after their core was ignited.

Four wizened old men with bluish green eyes floated on the sky and stared at the spatial rift in puzzlement.

“Swhoosh swhoosh swhoosh!”

Suddenly, the flames that left the realm returned from the spatial rift.

They looked like meteors as they hit the plethora of volcanoes on the ground.

The ground...