Chen Luo's figure flashed, and he reached the place where the stream of light had fallen earlier. The scene before him made him pause.
In the dim Beast Venerable Valley, a cluster of silver radiance was shining. It was as tall as a person and perfectly spherical.
A thought involuntarily arose in Chen Luo's heart—
The moon!
That was right—the moon!
It was the bright moon Li Qinglian had described with, "When young, I did not know the moon; I called it a white jade plate."
It was the moon of blessing beneath Su Po Xian's brush: "May we all be blessed with longevity, though thousands of miles apart, we are still connected by the moon."
It was the moon of home in Du Zimei's poem: "The dew turns white tonight; the moon is brighter over my homeland."
It was the lovesick moon in Zhang Jiuling's eyes: "The bright moon rises over the sea; at this moment, we share the same horizon."
This was—the Azure Sky Moon!
Chen Luo drew a deep breath. In this world, whether it was the Azure Sky Sun and Moon or the Barbarian Sun and Moon, none were physical entities. They were manifestations of the power of the Heavenly Dao. For instance, when he had been writing Journey to the West, he had once caused the Heavenly Moon to dim and infused it with entirely new principles, transforming it into Taiyin Star in the book.
Then...
Why had this radiance, which carried the aura of the Azure Sky Moon, appeared beneath Barbarian Heaven?
That made no sense!
Chen Luo slowly approached the radiance. When it finally fell upon him, a new sensation rose in his heart.
"Dead?"
This radiance was clearly the entrance to a Small Universe. Only, this Small Universe... was dead!
Normally, even