C866 Collective self-detonation?

Night. Fighting. Death.

Outside the valley of the Wangjie Mountain Range's Seven Revolutions Martial Beast, the night wind blew and a thick stench of blood filled the air. Under the bright moonlight, the night sky was lit up. One figure after another continued to collide against each other as they fought and fell.

Forgetting fear;

He forgot about life and death