In the Bhara Realm, the three gods and three saints battled more fiercely with each passing moment.
Four Heavenly Immortals focused their senses on the spectacle playing out before their eyes, as the deities from various systems gazed upon the scene.
The wild winds howled, shaking the heavens and earth.
Thunder roared, inverting the cosmos.
Lightning tore the skies, with flames cascading through the clouds.
The sun and moon swayed, the earth crumbled beneath them.
The wind tore the heavens asunder, the thunder drove gods and ghosts to hide, the lightning startled the Immortals and Buddhas, the mist bewildered the Holy Spirit: truly, "The mountains topple and stones roll, the imposing winds terrify, heavenly light shines over the fields like a golden serpent, enveloping the ninefold realms!"
Battle after battle, chaos after chaos, the war is unending, as long as there are undying, it will not cease!
Under these flames of war, the Bhara world shook violently.
