"Vmmm..."
When Lu Xin stepped into the Crimson Moon, dense and violent mental power suddenly spread across the entire world.
The Beginning above his head, the endless mental tentacles hanging down from it, and the projections woven from those tentacles—images from the era before the Crimson Moon incident—suddenly became crystal clear, almost real. But in the next moment, they flickered like the picture on a television that had been switched off.
Then all the projections and images vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.
Mental power, fine as flowing water, slowly circulated. Kid's mental power had been on the verge of collapse, but it finally got a chance to breathe. The power swiftly gathered around her, then lightly and delicately filled in her mental field.
The Fire Thief, Pale, and the Abyssal Worm, who had been gritting their teeth as they fought The Beginning's father, all withdrew their mental power.
Some were confused, some breathed sighs of relief, and some still warily watched the sky.
The sacrifice had not ended. They could clearly feel that.
The Beginning's power was still there. Whether in the Abyss or reality, The Beginning's power was everywhere, shrouding everyone overhead...
It could be said that The Beginning had already descended. It was only half a step away from drowning reality.
Yet at this crucial moment, The Beginning's power suddenly contracted. It seemed that some other factor had forced The Beginning to set aside its descent for the time being and pull back all its power to deal with something else—something more important.
"What happened?"
"Is all of this over?"
"..."
Whether in Qinggang or elsewhere in the world, countless people voiced the same question at once. Very few could understand the situation. Although countless people had just witnessed Lu Xin walking into