Prince of Thunder vs Imperial Dragon (part 1)
Barren.
This would be the most adequate word to describe the location of the first game of the Final match.
The ground was hard but dusty, and apart from the 11 cultivators standing around a lonely swinging flag, there was no sign of life.
"Is it just me, or is it hard to breathe here?" Witney asked while rubbing her hand on her chest. The air was so dry and thin that it hurt her chest whenever she breathed in.
"It is uncomfortable," Talia answered with a frown. If it was this uncomfortable now, then what about when they were fighting?
"We just have to deal with it. The others are in the same conditions as us, so they must also find it uncomfortable." Jiang Xia reasoned to motivate her sisters, and it seemed to work until Vasari noticed something odd about the environment.
"There's no Elemental Essence Energy."