Time flowed by.
Five days passed.
It had been eight days since the light of the Red Moon appeared on the horizon.
During these eight days, the crimson red at the end of the sky has transformed into a shape resembling a crescent moon. Numerous bands of light, thick like blood, continue to spread.
If the entire sky was treated as a vast curtain, then in just those few days, the red color had already spread to about two-thirds of the area.
According to this speed, in about a year, the entire sky would turn completely red.
That was the day the Red Moon would arrive, the moment when the funeral bells rang for all living beings in the entire Moon Worship Region.
The countdown had begun.
As death came, there was no longer a need to suppress the final madness, so it was released in full.
The slaughter erupted everywhere.
It was the same for cultivators and mortals.
