Winter Fall Pavilion

The black dome of no depth began to gradually compress in size. From the natural limit of a rebirth cultivator's domain and smaller it got. 

Wherever the dome retreated, patches of charred land and cracked earth were revealed. 

The crust of the earth split open, and fire and lava spewed out like dragons. It was a harrowing scene as waterfalls of pandemonium hailed from the ground and rained on all sides, only to be smitten into smithereens by the erratic lightning from high above. 

The heavenly retribution seemed to urge the dome on and on to compress and reveal the one within, a person that must die on this day. 

Half a year spent on constructing a body of law was too little amount of time, many people watching from afar had already passed Leonardo a death sentence as there is no way in hell a body of law constructed in haste could withstand the wrath of these heavens.