Honghuang: I Prove the Heavenly Dao Through Karmic Fire

The Primordial World stretches vast beneath the heavens, while the flames of tribulation consume the sky. The iron hooves of the Witch-Demon War trample the world, blood stains the highest heavens, and humanity crawls like ants across the wasteland. The smoke from their tribes' cooking fires has become nothing but scorched earth and lingering souls. Amid the broken walls and ruins, primordial turbid qi tangles with resentment. Withered trees weep blood, black soil devours souls, and beneath the dark-red firmament, only a withered parasol tree trunk, with a child's corpse nailed to it, points accusingly at the unjust Heavenly Dao.

After transmigrating into the Primordial World, Di Hao's left arm bursts into flames of karmic retribution.

When a Demon Sage offers a human city in blood sacrifice, he personally sets his demonized best friend ablaze: “Brother, I'll bear this karma for you!”