Although the stars in the sky were a little dim, under the influence of the astrolabe, they shone brightly. The Big Dipper, the Purple Micro-Star, and the other powerful stars formed a silver energy that slowly flowed towards the Blood Moon.
The red light seemed to have been dimmed quite a bit.
When Mei Qianmeng saw this situation, not only was she not anxious, she smiled and said carelessly, "Do you think that everything will be fine just like this?"
She shook the bell in her hand, and a hurried voice sounded. An ancient and dull response came from the void, like a heavy hammer smashing into everyone's hearts.
For a time, the alarm bells in the hearts of the major sects rang out.
The Blood Moon still did not change. However, on Mei Qianmeng's pure white and smooth forehead, curved crescent moons appeared. She was like a miniature version of the Blood Moon, and even her pupils had turned red.
