Magnificent Yutang, Majestic Nine Supremes

If the charge of Yutang's eatern troop could be said to have raised the curtain to the sight of extreme battle, then the lightning strike would have raised the curtain to the onslaught of nature's forces. After the first thunderbolt, thick lightning strikes jabbed down from the sky incessantly into Dongxuan's formation. Nature's power was beyond a mortal man's ability to defend against; before long, both men and horses cried out in pathetic chaos.

There was no way to fight back against the power of heaven and earth. As Dongxuan's soldiers faced disaster, their misfortune continued to pile up as a burnt smell began to slowly permeate the earth…

In what could have been eons, or just within the blink of eye, there was a loud boom. Shards of flame that appeared out of nowhere swallowed Dongxuan's base. Within the time it took to exhale, dozens of miles of Dongxuan's camp had turned into a sea of fire.