C1152 The Backlash

The once vibrant atmosphere had withered, rising up around them. The colors of heaven and earth seemed to bleed away, leaving the sun and moon lackluster, devoid of light. A shroud of gloom enveloped the space, filled with an inexplicable melancholy.

Bai Yeh stood amidst the fractured earth, the God Discarding Sword in his grasp. Before him