The originally pitch-black night sky suddenly regained its brightness in an instant!
Though not as bright as daytime, the setting bright moon still brought a hint of dim light to the darkness before dawn, flickering indistinctly...
At the same time, in a guest room of the tower outside the City Lord's Mansion, Little Monk Bu Jie, who had been sitting cross-legged on a meditation cushion, suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window in disbelief...
"Power of Moon Calling?" A trace of shock crossed his benevolent face. Little Monk Bu Jie tossed aside the wooden fish in his hand and swiftly ran to the window, gripping the window lattice with his small hands and gazing at the bright moon revealed in the western night sky, murmuring inexplicably, "Impossible! This is impossible! How can a descendant of the Moon God still exist in the world?"
