It was night, Wang Ling sat atop a rock under the radiance of the moon. At the moment. Other than the Holy Qi his only access for pure spirit qi comes from the two celestials of night and day, the sun and moon.
The Sun was attuned to the yang and the moon to the yin, with Wang Ling's Supreme Yang Holy Qi he should be training during the day, but to Wang Ling training under the moon have more benefits.
The moon's yin qi was not as strong as the Hell Qi, but through it his veins would be able to get use to the flow of Hell.
"Why are you trying to use Hell Qi anyway? I am here, am I not enough? That pretentious brat is not worth our time, you know?" Angle argued.
"Because if we want to defeat the one who betrayed your father, then we'll need the power of the Hell Qi which is in – wait, did you just say it's pretentious? Does that mean it has also come to life?"