The figure quickly disappeared from the White Moon, as if it had never appeared.
But Su Tu clearly felt that the White Moon had changed; the originally bright moonlight now contained an indescribable spirituality. Just its light shining on him brought an inexplicable feeling of cool comfort.
It was like a traveler in a desert finally finding a clear spring after a long journey.
This sense of comfort continued to extend. At the same time, Su Tu looked at the surroundings of his inner world, feeling an inexplicable trembling in his heart, White Tiger lair on the side, Cyan Snake circling his hand.
Something seemed to dawn on him, and he sat down cross-legged, comprehending his true self.
On Heishan, clusters of black flowers formed from peculiar stones blossomed around him, while the bizarre and enchanting red moon stood in the sky, its center featuring a black crack appearing to deepen over time... truly like a crimson eye...
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