The Monarch’s Inferno

The scarlet blaze canyon roared beneath a sky choked with soot, its molten cliffs dripping with rivers of lava that pulsed with primal fury, each flare a scream of destruction that scorched the soul. Embers danced, their heat clawing at the skin, a vow of annihilation that seared the will. The ground was ash, brittle and searing, each step a defiance against the canyon's hunger to consume. Beyond a rift where the canyon's core erupted with crimson fire, a chasm blazed—a volcanic furnace that radiated a force so vast it could reduce the heavens to cinders. The Inferno Monarch, the ninetieth force, had awakened, its boundless inferno of infinite power a roaring vow to burn Lin Feng's spirit to ash.