A Strike of Moonlight Melody

"It's not up to you to decide if I can stay or not."

A sweet smile appeared on Guye Jing's pale face again. Even though she was at the end of her strength and extremely weak, she was still like a red plum in the winter as she faced the incoming galaxy.

As the successor of The Rāhu Mountains, how could she not have a trump card?

A scroll flew out of her sleeve.

The scroll was made from the skin of a Divine Beast. Under the control of Guye Jing's demonic Qi, it slowly unfolded in the void.

On the scroll was the painting, the Rising Sun over the Nine Regions.

Whoosh!

Guye Jing placed her hands in the air, and her ten fingers were as transparent as ice crystals.

Immediately, a fiery-red light surged out of the scroll and emitted a dazzling divine glow.

A sun that was as bright as a star rushed out of the glow and slowly rose up.