Training

The fiery heat blowing from the blazing flames continued to rise up high into the air in the dark. The sparks from the flames were blowing in all directions like tiny fireflies.

Yan Liqiang stood outside the piles of rising flames like the rest of the guards and watched them burn. He watched the sparks dance about in the air and the pile of corpses slowly being incinerated inside the sea of flames.

Like the others around him, Yan Liqiang's face was completely cast with the red lights from the flames. Even though the piles of flames were ignited at the mountain slope behind the Hui Clan Gathering, the flames had been ignited inside Yan Liqiang's heart as well.

The twenty-six piles of rising flames were the last bit of heat that Sun Bingchen's twenty-six guards had left behind in this world after they were killed in battle.