Nursery Rhyme of Time

Li Zihua's voice echoed in the Moon Worship Region, causing void to rumble and lightning to flash.

However, the fragmented-face was indifferent. Although It was facing here now, It didn't open Its eyes.

Mournful wails rang out from the seven locations where the Red Moon Shrine cultivators were gathered.

Li Zihua's voice was filled with the intent of extermination. In an instant, the bodies of these Red Moon cultivators and the forces they were attached to began to tremble.

Their skins split open on their own, revealing their flesh. At this moment, their flesh trembled and fell off their bones one by one, piling up into a small mountain on the ground.

The last to fall were their heads that had lost their flesh and blood.

There were such small mountains in all of the seven locations.

The small flesh mountains then combined to form large flesh mountains.