The dark sect might not have fully emerged, but the Dark Dao had reopened, the laws had been re-refined, the rules had been re-established, and the dark punishment had been formed, causing the entire Weiyang DAO domain to tremble. At that moment, in the nine serenities galaxy, at the bottom of the Dark River, which was filled with countless dead souls.., it was different from the turmoil on the dark star, and different from the commotion in the outside world..
The place was filled with grief and madness.
“The waning moon!”
“The waning moon!”
“The waning moon!”
In the tomb of the Dark Emperor, Wang Baole knelt on the spot where his master, Ming Kunzi, had disappeared. He had forgotten the passage of time, and there was only one thought in his mind.
To turn the impossible into a possibility, to reverse time, to allow his master’s soul to reappear.
