A wonder falling down from heaven! A boy possessed by strange blood! Gods tremble! Demons flee! A boy from the land of Dong Zhou. A pink skull as his sworn friend until death. A story of a determined warrior struggling for power. A legend that shakes the galaxy and disturbs the worlds of god, demon and man.
"What's the matter?" Shi Mu's eyes also fell on the black jade board in Hou Sai Lei's hand as he asked.
"I had a suspicion that this jade board wasn't just an ordinary magic tool which is used merely to record the names of the participants. Therefore, I had been researching these days, and I have discovered that it contains a summoning magic formula. So, it can also be used for sending messages as well."
Shi Mu's brows twitched into a frown as he heard these words… it seemed as if he had thought of something.
"What do you mean to say?" Shi Mu asked.
"I have just received a message that has been sent from the Dark Moon Cult's Main Altar." A grey light appeared in Hou Sai Lei's hand as he spoke. He then pointed his fingers at several places on the black jade board in a repetitive manner.
Then, a layer of faint white radiance emerged on the surface of the jade board, and condensed into a few lines of small white characters.