The bright moon hung high, suspended several thousand meters above the ground. Sha Xinyue sat primly upon a throne carved from white crystal within that full moon, gazing coldly down at the vast army of foreign races below.
Moonlight flowed like water, illuminating the land for hundreds of miles around. The soldiers of more than twenty foreign-race legions had no time to press southward. One by one, they raised their heads in terror, staring blankly at the extra moon that had suddenly appeared overhead. The cool, watery moonlight shone upon them, yet brought with it a bone-piercing chill.
Lin Qi sensed the power of laws shrouding heaven and earth—cool to the bone, sharp enough to cut. His eyes abruptly turned earthy yellow, and countless tiny runes spun rapidly around his pupils. The things in Lin Qi's sight suddenly became extraordinarily strange. He saw that the moonlight flowing like water was not light at all, but countless slender longswords drifting lightly down from the sky.
When the Heart of Earth's barrier withdrew and the moonlight fell over Lin Qi and the others, Sha Xinyue discovered Lin Qi at once. She smiled and narrowed her eyes, then gave a gentle wave of her hand. Great swathes of moonlight gathered beneath Lin Qi and the others' feet, transforming into a hazy cloud of light that bore them into the sky.
The high-altitude winds were bitterly cold, but the raging blizzard had vanished without a trace. Within the range covered by the moonlight, every snowflake had disappeared. Not only the snowflakes—even a grain of dust was nowhere to be found. Apart from the howling icy wind, heaven and earth were spotless, as though some divine being had just washed them clean with a great flood.
"Mr. Wan En Longshan!" Seated upon her throne, Sha