To his wife, having to kill a beloved one to achieve great love is inherently absurd and demonic.
But maybe it was the term "Evil Demon" that angered the other party, causing her to die violently like the others in the city that night.
Li Shuiwang gazed at the coffin containing the love of his life, as if his wife were looking at him from the water back then.
With tears in his eyes, Li Shuiwang assumed a horse stance and began absorbing the moonlight.
This manual, Li Shuiwang had never practiced, but he had gone through it countless times. At this moment, it was as natural as the course of water.
Within half an hour, milky moonlight entered his body.
And he felt that the moonlight was not entirely white; it also contained red.
Blood-red.
Whether from training too long or another reason, by the latter half of the night, the moon in his eyes had completely turned red.
Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had also turned crimson.
