Chapter 625

A soft tremor rang out, and a silver moon emerged from his palm, gentle and holy, scattering specks of clear radiance. Then the silver moon rose and hung behind his head, setting off Little Fellow as extraordinarily divine.

The silver moon spun, circling around him, its pure white glow falling away, making Little Fellow look indescribably sacred.

"Yiya, I understand a little more. In that palace on the moon lives a giant bird. Could it be the ancestor of Purple Cloud and Great Peng—the Primeval Demonic Bird?" Shi Hao murmured to himself.

There was a tree on the silver moon, as well as a palace. The patterns were complex, and now Little Fellow had advanced a little further in his study of the Secret Bone Precious Book, allowing him to make out some of it.

He shook the silver moon out. The entire precious moon was clear and bright. From within that palace came the cry of a bird, while that tree swayed, scattering specks of clear radiance.

This did not seem like a silver moon constructed from runes, because it was too real. It was more like a divine moon from the heavens had fallen, vivid and lifelike.

Clang!

A metallic tremor rang out, like an ancient precious artifact that had been sealed away finally washing off its dust and emerging into the world again. It clanged sonorously, its radiance holy and pure.

The silver moon circled around a huge stone five or six meters long. With a crack, it sliced it open, the cut smooth and flat. Its momentum did not lessen, and it charged forward again, cutting through two more huge stones in succession before dimming.

"Ya, last time it only shattered one huge rock, but now it directly cut through three. So powerful!" Little Fellow's eyes