In the distance.
The Truth Angel frowned slightly: "Trouble!"
"What's the situation?" Nachi couldn't understand.
"I feel my power, starting to be suppressed by shadows, my entire Divine Power only manifests at 30% in this darkness."
The Truth Angel mentioned a terrifying figure:
"If we hadn't temporarily borrowed the Immortal Divine Power, remaining 'Unchanging,' we might have already been demonized in this night, growing horns and black wings, turning into demons."
Beside them, Diechi Yin was taken aback, looking up at the moon above: "How many years have passed since the Xiangtuo Era? How could it have developed to this extent?"
The power of Xiangtuo Mo, compared to what lies before us, was merely the gap between mortal and Divine Spirit.
The demon moon in the sky is altering the order of the world; now these are truly the means of a True God!
Time's progress has been too fast!
"Isn't God doomed then?"
