The golden ash desert blazed beneath a sky swallowed by smoke, its dunes rippling with heat that shimmered like molten gold, each gust a roar of incineration that scorched the soul. Embers swirled, their sting burning the skin, a fiery oath to reduce the heart to cinders. The ground was a furnace, cracked and glowing, each step a defiance against the desert's will to consume. Beyond a rift where the desert's core erupted with radiant flames, a chasm seethed—a blazing inferno that radiated a force so vast it could char the heavens to ash. The Flame Sovereign, the ninety-sixth force, had ignited, its boundless blaze of infinite power a roaring vow to sear Lin Feng's spirit to nothing.