The battlefield erupted into chaos.
At the center of it all, a powerful woman with pale silver eyes and strange glowing marks on her face raised both arms. She summoned a storm of ice-covered meteors—each one forged from the frozen thoughts of long-dead elders. The meteors crashed down in a wide arc, exploding with psychic force and cold energy.
But she wasn't alone for long.
Three men from the Crimson Execution Court—deadly cultivators known for wielding twin blades—charged at her from three directions. They moved with perfect coordination, slashing with curved swords glowing red from cursed energy. Each blade strike left behind trails of corrosion that could cut through armor and soul alike.
