"What is that thing?"
"What else could it be? Where are we? The moon!"
"That's Guanghan Palace!"
"Damn, could those ancient myths and legends actually be real?"
"Are you blind? It's right in front of you. How could it not be real?"
There were still quite a few personnel working aboard the Death Palace. Their jobs were not particularly demanding—patrolling around the Death Palace and promptly inspecting its weapons and equipment, among other things.
Their days were quite leisurely. Of course, they were also currently the strongest fighters in the Death Palace. Yet even they would be of little use against Earth's current situation, for no reason other than the enormous gap in levels.
At this moment, everyone looked toward Guanghan Palace on the moon—or, more precisely, at that black claw.
The Death Palace was at least ten thousand meters away from the moon. From this distance, they should not have been able to see the black claw, since it was only beside Guanghan Palace's doorframe and, by rough estimate, was about the size of a shoe.
Yet at this moment, everyone saw it with perfect clarity. They could even make out the fur on the claw.
"Everyone, viewing Guanghan Palace is forbidden!"
Ye Qingwei shouted sharply. At the same time, the Death Shield began changing color, abruptly shifting from transparent to black and cutting off everyone's view.
Ye Qingwei did not know what the black claw did, but when everyone looked toward it, she knew something was wrong.
But it was already too late to react.
A strange aura spread through the Death Palace. Even after the Death Shield turned black, everyone continued staring at the black claw. Even Ye Qingwei and the others felt an irrepressible urge.
"There's something wrong with that claw!"
Ye Qingwei controlled herself and