The central disciples of the Scarlet Sun Sect used fire techniques.
Their Qi burned in red and yellow tones.
Each strike made the creatures evaporate like hot steam.
They also all managed to pass.
But most of the remaining ones… did not.
The weakest, even if considered geniuses within their families or small forces, did not have enough power to fight against enemies with strength several stages above their level.
Even more so when multiple figures gathered to attack them after each death.
Many were surrounded by three, four, or even five strengthened creatures.
And then, they were torn apart, drained, and destroyed without any chance.
The number of living cultivators fell quickly.
Eighty…
Fifty…
Forty…
Thirty-five…
Until finally, only thirty remained alive.
All with crimson runes under their feet.
Many with tense bodies, while they sighed upon seeing the result, upon seeing how many had died and their tragic ends.
