PREVIEW
... he endless northwestern wastelands, across boundless expanses of flat sand, devoid of human life, with withered grass and broken tumbleweeds, the mournful cries of wild geese pierced the desolation.
A streak of red brilliance flitted by, heading straight for the border of Yan Country.
It was a gigantic flying bird, its entire body pulsating with strands of red arc light, burning like flames, its wings spread so wide they seemed to eclipse the sun and intimidate the world.
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