The Angel Race's Predicament

In the angel race's territory, the clan leader, Yu Huaqing, was talking to Yu Shengxuan. 

"The red fog seems harmless, but are you sure about this?"

She replied calmly, "Yes, we're certain."

"The red fog only appears in the vicinity of the fallen moons, so as long as one doesn't fall here, the red fog won't appear, and the situation should remain peaceful."

The red fog was like a bystander, objectively observing the fighting and killing between the myriad races.

Yu Shengxuan had already asked her clansmen to check out the other areas.

The current situation was just as she had said. At the very least, the red fog was not a tangible threat yet. 

The main problem was the fighting and killing. There was nowhere safe once a moon fell into a region. Madness consumed everybody.

"Got it. I won't investigate the red fog then. I'll focus on the safety of the angel race."

Yu Huaqing's expression was a little gloomy.