In the middle of the abandoned but well-preserved city that Nie Tian had seen on his way to the Graydusk Forest, a man was sitting in the lotus position. Five Birdmen and Blackscales were bound by belts of spiritual power and floating over his head.

All of them were covered in wounds. Spatial blades were still flashing across them every once in a while, creating more gashes on their badly mangled bodies. Even their bones were exposed in some places.

A dozen more dead Birdmen and ...