"Blood-Colored Moon..."
Ling Feng looked up at the blood-colored full moon in the sky, and couldn't help but murmur softly, a strange sense of restless unease emerging from within him.
A hidden power deep within his bloodline seemed on the verge of awakening.
"It's said that on a full moon night, the Demon Clan falls into a berserk state, their power surging several times over. This blood-colored moon, it might also be a special day!"
Chu Chaonan took a deep breath and murmured solemnly, "Tonight, I'm afraid there will be changes!"
Ling Feng nodded in agreement with Chu Chaonan's speculations.
But Yeu Junyao, gazing at the blood moon on the horizon, instead showed a sliver of fascination, seemingly dreaming, mumbling, "What a beautiful blood moon!"
Ling Feng was slightly taken aback, the blood moon seemed to possess a power that bewitched people.
Not only Yeu Junyao, even he seemed drawn to the blood moon.
