Seeing the fleeting Purple Mist, An Xingjia's weary eyes instantly became spirited, and he said in a deep voice, "That is... the mist that once descended on Black Moon City."
"The internal turmoil of the Black Moon Court, the specific records have long been submitted to the Central Court Council, even Great Lord Business personally reviewed them."
On the ruins, Jinyang Tian stood with hands behind his back, gazing into the distant sky, shaking his head, "But the Pillar Country couldn't recognize what this is."
"What's so special about that, Old Man Black Moon has been mysterious for ages, creating weird things is unsurprising."
Lilith Beia sat on the rooftop, resting her chin in her hand and chuckled, "But this old man is truly crazy, messing up the Black Moon Church, the Three Saints ran away, the Three Shepherds died, and all the Red Bishops are in a panic. Now only the previous Holy Shepherd is barely managing the situation. It's hard to know what this old man is up to."
