In the quiet chamber of Xi City, the center of the storm has instead fallen into a strange silence.
The Moon God's body continues to tremble violently, with dark green cracks spreading across her crystalline skin like living creatures.
It seems as if they are trying to completely pollute her from the inside out.
Her cold eyes are tightly shut, with long eyelashes topped by finely condensed ice crystals, a manifestation of extreme pain and the struggle of will.
However, at the center of her forehead, where the {Ten Thousand Devouring Dark Moon} crystal is embedded, a silver gleam of purest essence is piercing through the filthy darkness, like a crescent moon breaking through the clouds, growing ever brighter!
"Peel away... Devour... Reverse..."
The Moon God's will is like a traveler trudging through a frozen abyss, cold but resilient.
