"He's already dead, take him away."
Soon, a group of people appeared at the place, subordinates of the Flame God Sect.
They were responsible for maintaining order and for burning the corpses. This was a special belief of their religion, so the dead would achieve eternal life in the flames.
Hence, the deceased would be burned, leaving only ashes. But the ashes weren't collected; instead, they were scattered in a designated place and mixed with others, making it impossible to distinguish which were originally whose.
As time passed, these places resembled large cemeteries where people would come daily to pay their respects.
Because of the long tradition, passed down through generations, people here didn't find this practice unusual.
"Wait, he was fine just a moment ago; he couldn't have just died suddenly. Let's check first." The friend's companion hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, as he couldn't believe his friend, who was just talking to him, had suddenly died.
