The Formation Changed

Over the Lang Zhu City, the sky was cloudless.

All clouds were dispelled by the strong power vibration released from tens of thousands of divine towers, exposing the surpassingly beautiful starry sky.

The Yu Clan nobles endured the flood for years. But now, they had been trying their best to have fun. They crazily burned their energies and powers to lead a life of pleasure, as if they were making up for what they missed in the past few years.

The nights in Liang Zhu City had become erotic. A moist, sticky, weird smell could be sensed from every street and alley. In the shades of trees, in flower shrubs, one could find entangled bodies, and hear the strange moans without an end.

In a magnificent great hall which was decorated with blood-red gemstones, Dishi Yanluo, the Emperor in power of the Blood Moon, lied lazily in a soft and large chair, surrounded by hundreds of beautiful Yu Clan girls.