The Blood Moon in the sky rose and set, set and rose again.
There was no daylight within the Dragon Corpse Pit, only the alternating waxing and waning of the Blood Moon.
Chen Mo sat cross-legged beneath the fractured surface of the dragon corpse, motionless and silent.
The mana within him circulated at an astonishing speed. Deep within his dantian, that crescent-moon-shaped True Seed was undergoing drastic changes.
The True Seed resembled a waning moon, pale violet all over, with a gentle purple glow flowing along the crescent's edge.
This was the condensed origin of lunar yin power.
At this moment, strands of Black Dragon Baleful Qi gathered beneath the crescent moon, gradually outlining something shaped like a dark cloud.
The dark cloud was not perfectly regular in shape. Fine wisps of mist churned along its edges, and its form was somewhat indistinct.
It hovered quietly directly beneath the pale violet crescent. A tiny distance separated the two, yet their auras were linked, as though they were one whole.
The crescent moon was above, the dark cloud below.
One violet, one black; one bright, one dim.
The dark cloud was the manifested image of the Black Dragon Netherworld Baleful Intent within his dantian.
The pale violet crescent was the origin of lunar yin power, and the two formed a subtle balance.
The crescent moon suppressed the dark cloud, keeping the Killing Intent from running wild.
The dark cloud nourished the crescent moon, imbuing the lunar yin power with the deathly aura of the Black Dragon.
This was his baleful manifestation—the Purple Moon Suppressing Cloud Baleful Intent.
Chen Mo could sense that the Black Dragon Netherworld Baleful Intent had now begun to merge with his lunar yin power.
His mana was no longer pure lunar yin power, but Netherworld lunar yin