"It's quite terrifying, but that's all there is to it." The smile on Zhi Duoxing's face gradually faded. "Let's keep going. The sooner the Shadow Curse is lifted, the better. Let's find the Moon God's altar!"
"If you're truly clever, you should leave now. Having escaped Moon Shadow's hunt at great cost, but continuing to search for the Moon God's altar, that is very foolish!" As the four of them prepared to move on, the special skull spoke.
She was unlike her counterparts, her eyes devoid of fanaticism and insanity, filled instead with pity.
She possessed reason.
"We are cursed. Even if we leave, we will die!" Qian Cangyi walked up to the skull.
