The golden "Lumine's Sword God" flew above Li Qiuzhi's head and condensed Sword Intent into a large umbrella, blocking the moonlight shining down.
At once, Li Qiuzhi was shrouded in shadow.
He carefully checked how he felt and found that the red moon's suppression of him had not weakened at all.
Was it because of light reflected from the ground and the surroundings? Li Qiuzhi glanced at the ground, forming a guess.
He pondered for a moment, then condensed Sword Intent into a golden sphere that enveloped his entire body!
Sure enough, just as Li Qiuzhi had expected, the red moonlight's suppression of him disappeared, but its suppression of his outwardly projected Psychic Power remained.
However, as time passed, he could clearly see the red moonlight seeping into the Sword Intent.
After a simple experiment confirmed that the red moonlight was indeed what suppressed his strength, Li Qiuzhi dispersed the golden sphere.
Now that he had found a way to counter the red moonlight, he felt somewhat more reassured.
The red moonlight seemed only to suppress strength. For the time being, he had found no other effects it had on him.
Even with his strength suppressed by thirty percent, he was still immensely powerful. Dealing with ordinary Demon Gods would pose no problem.
Thus, Li Qiuzhi was not overly concerned about some foolish monster coming to ambush him.
He continued walking forward, with "Lumine's Sword God" keeping watch from high above. Before long, he arrived at a cemetery.
The cemetery was enclosed by a white wooden fence less than two feet tall, with a gateless entrance in the middle and a dry, leafless tree planted on either side.
Beneath his black hair, Li Qiuzhi's brows furrowed slightly. Why would cemeteries be built beside the road?
Were the customs of the