The Moonlight was dim, and the originally pure white radiance was obscured by the dark mist. The entire mountain forest appeared somewhat cold, and all kinds of vicious birds and beasts within the mountain were silent.
“Go to sleep!”Dong Qing ordered. She had to contact her lady.
Chu Feng saw how serious she was and knew that he wouldn’t be able to get anything out of her.
Nine Golden Lanterns appeared and hung in the air, illuminating the temple in a hazy and brilliant light. The nine lanterns contrasted with each other, reflecting each other’s radiance.
Dong Qing was performing a ritual in the temple as she chanted. Then, with a light shout, the wick of each of the nine lanterns shot out a flame and condensed together in the air.
After the nine flames merged together, they became dazzling golden and finally turned into a mirror.
