Several months later.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The moon was full in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The more perfect it was, the more lonely it was.
Almost everyone could see that the bright ice wheel had turned black, like black blood flowing down from the top of his forehead.
The black lines of different lengths were drawn vertically on the moon, looking very strange.
Then, the space between the moon and the earth seemed to become strange. The spiritual energy, like boiling water on a charcoal stove, began to churn violently, turning into waves that hit the night sky.
Almost all the cities, towns, and villages of the various continents, sects, and dynasties could see this scene.
It was a magnificent scene of pure white tides surging into the sky.
These pure white " tides " were formed by extremely dense spiritual energy.
At this moment, the spiritual energy was moving away from the ground.
