On the sixteenth of next month, especially at 9 p.m., it will be the day when the Bright Moon's power is at its strongest this year.
On that day, the mottled blood hue above the Bright Moon might grow larger.
Imagine that situation for yourself."
Yu Ziqing thought about it and felt overwhelmed.
With just half a month, if the issue isn't resolved, there will undeniably be noticeable negative effects half a month later.
"Ha, you think that's the end?
According to calculations, in seven years, it will be the next occurrence of the Emperor's Liquid.
Every time the Emperor's Liquid appears, it brings numerous demons and offers numerous cultivators a chance to enter.
All cultivators entering that day, all demons transforming that day...
Actually, they are all already halfway into the path of becoming an Evil Devil.
That's the real trouble."
"..."
Yu Ziqing looked up at the Bright Moon, feeling he had somewhat underestimated the Cliff Divine King.
