Supervisor Wu straightened his back, his lips opening and closing as he recited in a cadence that rose and fell:
"When the Netherworld first opened, the Nine Springs gathered baleful qi. Yu Dynasty's High General, the General's divine might. Devouring the essence of sun and moon, seizing the creation of heaven and earth. Commanding ghost soldiers, undying and indestructible… Now with Pure Yang Blood, I summon our King, Jiang Chen, to break through the earth and return once more!"
As the words of his prayer drifted out, that deathly pale full moon hanging in midair suddenly underwent a faint, eerie change.
The edge of the moon looked as if it had been slit open by some invisible sharp blade.
A smear of dark red shadow, like seeping fresh blood, began to slowly spread along the outline of the moon.
In just a few minutes, the once bright moonlight was completely devoured.
The entire full moon turned into a dark red blood sphere hanging in the night sky.
The red moon hung high.
