The blood turned into a river of blood, flowing on the mountain top.
Moon-white light shone out from the arched gate of the Void, forming a clearly marked clean ground.
Between the moon-white and blood colors, a thick white mist rose, creating an atmosphere of vagueness and eeriness.
"Have you ever considered the possibility of cooperation between you and me?" The Moon God stood within the gate, his face still bearing the likeness of Yue Dewen, perhaps believing that with this face, Zhang Rongfang's heart would be more easily swayed.
"You say the canopy is contracting, pressing down. I don't believe it. But, I have two objectives," Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
"First, you separate the personality of Yue Shi. I want him to return to this world.
Second, I want to eliminate all forces of gods and deities in this world. From now on, no one is allowed to worship them!"
No one is allowed to worship gods anymore?
The words stunned the Moon God.
He fell silent.
