High up above the Saintly Sin City, the Vermillion Vulture surveyed the city with its two heads. Though its four eyes looked lazy, they were alert enough to detect deaths. It especially loved to nest atop the Carrion Tower. This was because it was directly above the colosseum, where deaths were abundant. It was excited whenever high-level cultivators or strong spirit beasts fought. That was when it could feast on their carcasses after the matches were over. It had no interest in low-level carcasses.
Its two heads, which watched in opposite directions, suddenly turned in the same direction, downward at the colosseum.
"Oh? Did you smell something interesting?" Yao Ai asked. She was sitting on her private viewing platform, which was at the edge of the Carrion Tower's roof. Like her pet, she was also bored. She looked down at the arena below, following the Vermillion Vulture's gaze.
