Di Gongrui's delicate brows drew tightly together. She wanted to deny it, but the stabbing pain in her eyes could not be faked.
This was the "result" of seeing it.
Unable to help herself, Di Gongrui recalled when she had still been very young, when her father had introduced her to information about such existences through stories.
Once one came into contact with this kind of existence—whether through hearing, sight, sensation, or any other form of contact—it would trigger "terror."
With the slightest carelessness, one's mind would Twist, and even one's soul could be altered.
Moreover, the stronger such an existence became, the more terrifying its nature would grow.
In the end, it would ascend into something indescribable, untouchable, impossible to look upon directly. Whether matter or energy, all would be twisted by it and turned into chaos.
At that thought, Di Gongrui drew a sharp breath.
She had to confirm it. If it was not, that would be best. But if it was, then this was very serious.
No matter what reason it had for appearing or existing, it had to be killed immediately. Otherwise, once it was given enough time, it would become a disaster that could no longer be dealt with.
"Junior Sister Xia."
"Here!"
"I'm going to the grasslands to confirm the situation with the Fourth Mist. You stay here with the junior brothers and sisters."
As she spoke, Di Gongrui's brow lit up, and a magic treasure flew out directly.
That magic treasure was very unusual.
Seven-colored light shimmered around it, while its center was milky white. Its outline was extremely blurred, brimming with energy like that of the "sun."
"Leave this here. The moment it starts glowing, do not hesitate. All of you must leave Heavenly Moon Grotto immediately."
At this point, Di Gongrui