The rain was pouring down heavily.
Black clouds covered the sky, with occasional flashes of lightning descending to the ground like a white dragon.
Ruby sat still under the heavy rain without moving, she looked especially charming with her soked vermillion hairs.
Small puddles filled with crimson blood lay scattered across the ground like rubies.
If it weren't for the pieces of mass lying on the ground, it definitely would have been a picturesque scene worth writing poetry about.
Exploded heads with half of their faces missing, eyeballs, and internal organs destroyed the peaceful atmosphere.
This was the scene that David witnessed after arriving here.
Even though he had seen a lot of bloodshed and killed a few cultivators, the scene was still too brutal for him.
David turned his head to look at his side.
Beside him, Sebastian's expression remained unchanged; the scene didn't bother him too much.