"Rodriguez, take this time to clean up the battlefield. Do not let the flesh and blood of our enemies sully the forbidden land of the Great Wizards!" Yang Ling gave a few instructions as he looked at the litter of corpses and fresh blood on the battlefield. He cast the unparalleled Wizard Technique once again and set up a few restrictions that enveloped the peak of the mountain.
Masses of Spiritual Energy gathered together to form fog. Mysterious, ever-changing symbols rotated in the air before melding into the trees, bushes, and rocks… A slight mist slowly started to appear. It enveloped the entire peak and got thicker and thicker.
"Quick, dig out their divinities and collect their Divine Weapons!"