章 930: The Wind Rises in the Moon Worship, Sparks Desire to Burn the Prairie (1)

When a god dreamed, a dance was used as ritual, weaving the fates of all beings.

Those who were outstanding were blessed by the god, and those who were bad would be destroyed with a thought.

This was the sacrificial dance.

As the old man in the twin peaks died from the backlash, all the dancing butterflies produced by this failed ritual dance dissipated with him.

After these dancing butterflies devoured his flesh and blood, they fused into the world and disappeared, allowing all living beings to be clear-headed.

To the living beings of the Unending Mountain Range, waking up… might not be a blessing.

A life that wasn't arranged might bring about even more confusion.

Starting from the city at the foot of the mountain, this confusion was like a storm sweeping everywhere.

In the city, be it mortals or cultivators, they fell silent the moment they woke up.