Tonight was the fifteenth of July.
A full moon hung above the border city.
Within Lingding Separate Courtyard, Lin Su suddenly raised his eyes and gazed at the moon in the sky. The moon had changed.
Liu Tianyin's gaze likewise snapped upward. At this moment, her eyes flickered like a galaxy waxing and waning, filled with an unprecedented strangeness.
"Moon Shadow Kill!" Lin Su uttered four words.
All the women were greatly startled.
"Are you sure?" Liu Tianyin's heart gave a violent leap.
"Back in Nanshan Prefecture, I saw Moon Shadow Kill with my own eyes!" Lin Su said. "The shadow-kill points toward the northwestern land. The precise target is unknown!"
"The Painting Sage Sacred Family?" Liu Tianyin said.
"Possible!"
After their exchange, the others were lost in clouds and mist. Feng Wu suddenly rose. "Let's go take a look!"
With a swish, six figures simultaneously tore through the air and shot toward Lingdingyang.
High in the skies, aboard the Nine Sound flying boat...
A tremendous change had already befallen the Painting Sage Sacred Family!
A blood-red river coiled through the skies above the Painting Sage Sacred Family, turning into a rain of blood that fell from heaven. The entire Painting Sage Sacred Family lay beneath the blood river's shroud, and an eerie desolation filled heaven and earth...
"Blood World River!" Dark Night said. "Someone from the literary realm has fallen!"
Liu Tianyin's eyes flickered. "Not an ordinary literary realm cultivator. A Holy Lord has fallen! Only when a Holy Lord falls will there be a blood river hanging over the heavens, with the entire clan grieving together... The Holy Lord of the Painting Sage Sacred Family is dead!"
Feng Wu raised her gaze and stared at Lin Su!
Her eyes were filled with disbelief!
A Holy Lord had fallen,