However, what puzzled him was this.
At that moment, the blood in his body showed no sign of settling down. Instead, it boiled all the more fiercely.
It was like a reunion after a long separation, encountering what it craved most-sweet rain after a long drought, an old friend in a foreign land.
"What exactly is going on?"
He silently felt the aura within his body.
And just then...
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Accompanied by waves of humming, an ink-black book suddenly flew out from between his brows.
Mist wreathed the book, making it resemble an abyss.
It radiated an aura that made his hair stand on end.
As soon as it emerged, it hovered before him.
Then its cover slowly opened, revealing the first page. On it was a moon, a purple moon.
Deep and bright.
It shone with a faint radiance in the night.
It was what he had captured from Gong Yajun.
Just then, another page turned, and the book drifted before Huang Fuling. Before she could react, it enveloped her.
Two chains flew out and pierced straight between Huang Fuling's brows. Before long, the chains drew out another purple moon.
This Purple Moon was slightly paler and slightly dimmer. Compared with Gong Yajun's Purple Moon, it was like its shadow.
The moment it emerged, the chains bound it. Immediately afterward, the Profound Heaven Strategy forcibly dragged it inside.
It entered the first page of the Profound Heaven Strategy.
It slowly merged with Gong Yajun's purple moon, and before long, they had completely fused.
One was a bright moon, the other a shadow, hazy and indistinct, flickering in and out of sight.
Looking at this new moon, Fang Yang raised his brows slightly. Even a fool could have realized that Gong Yajun and Huang Fuling very likely had