The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6436

The setting sun bled across the sky, staining the vast, barren wilds of the Sixteenth Firmament red.

At the far edge of sight, Freevale's outline kept shrinking, then fading, little by little. Among its broken walls and shattered ruins, smoke that had not yet dispersed still clung to the air, tangled with the reek of blood and scorched flesh.

The collapsed main peak lay buried under heaps of jagged stone.

Godsbane Fortress, once packed with cultivators and locked behind layer after layer of defenses, had been reduced to a dead ruin. Only the mangled bodies of Resistance cultivators and snapped arms lay scattered through the silence.

Wind swept over broken armor and torn cloth, lifting blood-dust from the ground. The vale that had once thundered with clashing arcane arts and battle cries now held only the keening of the dead, bleak and desolate in every direction.