Old Friend, Come Then!

Zhu Jiumu remained silent as he watched the lightning and blood rain poured. He looked around, only to find darkness engulfed everywhere and the surrounding only lit up when the lighting struck, exposing the celestial temples covered in blood.

The blood washed the earth and the heaven cried.

Everything was washed with the blood rain and the no one could see clearly in this dark weather.

An invisible power descended in the entire Ancestral Star and Zhu Jiumu had no idea what could this power do but he knew that this power came from the East Barren's Black Mountain!

Now, the heaven cried for the celestial race, sang a sad song for them through the thunder.

"I will go."

Zhu Jiumu said firmly; his old face looked determined, his figure became taller, blood dripped from his head down to his face, "I may be friends with Zhong Yue but when it comes to our own races, this friendship means nothing at all! I will go with you!"