Hanging by a Thread

The setting Sun was bright like blood as the light rays bounced off the battle grounds – adding to the eeriness and cruelty of war.

However, under such a horrifying environment, there was an area of tranquility.

It was where Ling Xian was.

All the cultivators seemed to be purposely avoiding him. Or in other words, were all afraid to be slain by him and were too afraid to even get close. As a result, the entire area was quiet and silent, as if it was a holy ground of peace and relaxation, as if there was no blood and no killing.

The completion levelled cultivators suspending in the sky were too terrified to descend after being whiplashed by Ling Xian. It was as if the silhouette in white was a horrifying demon and that if they went greet him, they cannot come back down.

This was why this interesting scenery was created.