Take Momo along
The birds and old beasts in the wild mountain forest fled in panic. Yan Wuchen, standing in the courtyard, could not open his eyes against the piercing red light. All he heard was the chaotic crash of walls collapsing and roof tiles flying everywhere.
The gale that had swept through like rotten wood and dry weeds gradually died down, and the red light abruptly vanished as well. When Yan Wuchen opened his eyes and looked, he was instantly shocked. A gigantic Black Moon Futu, a hundred meters tall, shone brilliantly before him. It was so real that it looked nothing like some projected aura phantom.
Red streams of light coursed and flashed across the blue, crescent-shaped blade. Dark, gleaming demonic patterns covered the slightly bulging black blade body, while black Baleful Intent drifted around it like smoke. Its ferocious and peerless aura was laid bare for all to see.
Shou Chen looked up at it as though intoxicated, spreading his arms as he slowly floated upward and came to a stop in the center of that crescent moon...
Yan Wuchen suddenly jolted awake from his shock. After swiftly sweeping his gaze around, he immediately roared, "Beast! What are you trying to do? Are you trying to drag Myriad Demon Palace into a fate beyond redemption?"
Shou Chen glanced below, then waved a hand. The black crescent spun as it rapidly shrank, vanishing together with his descending figure. Once he landed, the Black Moon Futu had returned to its original form. Yet it now radiated an ancient, weathered aura it had never possessed before, seeming exceptionally heavy and oppressive. The entire Black Moon Futu was filled with indescribable spirituality, circling Shou Chen left and right, east and west, front and back, as though it were extremely excited.
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