The land of immortals in the past, now fallen into a Shura ghost domain, wailing everywhere, blood and gore filling the sky.
"Demon! I'll fight you to the death!"
A crimson flame, imbued with overwhelming fury, suddenly appeared, transforming into a stream of light. Its speed was immense, striking the rampaging Winged Demon Roc in an instant.
The stream of light exploded, and the scorching crimson flames ignited one of the wings of the Winged Demon Roc.
The flames burned the feathers and flesh, producing a sizzling sound and emitting a scorched odor.
The Winged Demon Roc cried out in pain, letting out a sharp and ear-piercing angry screech, its flaming wing exuding demon energy.
At the same time, its massive beak opened wide, spewing out a large cloud of yellow-brown demon mist.
The demon mist enveloped the Crimson Cloud Primordial Fire, emitting sizzles and pops as they corroded each other and then extinguished.
