It was deep into the night. Six cold moons could be seen hanging in the sky.

At the Serene Moon Race’s valley, Qin Lie, Teng Yuan, Brett, and the others followed You Pu to the scene of death hurriedly.

The thirteen dead Serene Moon Race clansmen were arranged in a row next to the moon ponds.

“When did they die?” You Pu asked with a gloomy look on his face.

These thirteen Serene Moon Race clansmen had apparently gone through many hardships before they passed through a spatial rift and arrived at Spirit Realm by accident.

They knew the rough location of the Dark Shadow World.

Their sudden deaths had instilled a deep sense of unease in You Pu. He was afraid that Teng Yuan’s guess was true, that the shadow beings had...