In the central great plains of the Xuanxiao Kingdom, the land was lush with water and grass, making it one of the finest great pastures in the entire Demon Court.
But the ones being grazed in these pastures were not just non-sapient demons, but also large numbers of livestock humans. Today, however, the once-endless green fields were a complete wreck.
Large swathes of the pasture had been burned to ash. The scorched-black earth was scarred with a crisscrossing network of ravines—all of them marks left behind by immensely powerful magic.
The corpses of all sorts of Demons were piled up like mountains. The soldiers of the Rescue Army were sifting through the spoils of war, harvesting valuable materials from the Demons' bodies.
Because there were so many Demon corpses on the battlefield, the soldiers could afford the luxury of taking only the most valuable and easily harvested parts.
