The battlefield was a cacophony of clashing weapons, battle cries, and the anguished screams of the fallen. The Nature Clan's warriors, though valiant, were being overwhelmed by the relentless assault of the Corrupt Dragon Clan. Desperation and fear hung thick in the air as Qing Fenghua and Qing Lurou fought with all their might, knowing their clan's survival depended on their strength.
Just as hope seemed to be fading, a shocking phenomenon occurred. A blinding light erupted from the sky, illuminating the battlefield with an intense, ethereal glow. The light was harmless to the Nature Clan, washing over them like a gentle breeze, but it had a devastating effect on the Corrupt Dragon Clan. Their warriors recoiled in shock, their eyes blinded and their senses overwhelmed. They staggered and stumbled, their coordinated attacks falling into disarray.
"What's happening?!" Dong Zhi roared, shielding his eyes from the blinding light.