บท 892: Wanggu's Secret (1)

Three days later, as the tribute day came to an end, the Red Moon Shrine radiated a dazzling red light in the sky and soared away into the distance.

Dozens of meteorites of various sizes moved around the heart.

The races that hadn't left the valley, all wearing the same masks, prostrated themselves on the ground, respectfully bidding farewell.

The departure of the temple also relieved them, and they could breathe a sigh of relief. At least for the next five years, they wouldn't have to worry about offerings.

However, at the same time they also felt heavy.

This was because according to the time, the day the Red Moon arrived had already entered the countdown.

Generally speaking, the return of the Red Moon to this region had an indefinite time frame, but there was one characteristic that allowed people to make a rough estimate.

That was the frequency of the temple collecting tributes.