One night, not long after the first phase of the North War ended with the victory of the Xia Clan and the myriad dynasty alliance, something unexpected happened.
In every corner of the Myriad Dynasty Continent, the Spirit Integration and higher realm experts, who had a closer relationship with Heaven and Earth than those in the lower cultivation realms, suddenly sensed a shift in the natural order.
They all went outside their abodes and looked up at the sky. Their expressions became serious with concern as they saw what was happening.
They witnessed an abnormality in the sky: the moon, which was usually gray, light yellow, or any other color, had now become red—not an ordinary red, but a blood-red.
If it were only the moon's color that had changed, they would not be concerned, but that was not the case.
The crimson Blood Moon radiated a powerful, demonic aura so intense that it began to taint the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in the surrounding area with bloodlust and other negative elements, making it difficult for cultivators like them who did not practice demonic arts to absorb and refine the surrounding Spiritual Qi.
Those who had some knowledge of what happened to the Sacred Heaven Continent, or currently called the Blood Origin Continent, immediately drew the connection. Their already serious expressions turned grim as they realized the severity of the situation.
From what they learned from the historical records, the Blood Moon would not appear for just one night and then disappear—it would reappear every night for the next thousand years, bringing great disaster to all cultivators who had not cultivated the demonic path.
At the beginning, the Moon Blood only tainted the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth with the demonic aura—anywhere its demonic light reached—making cultivation become tenfold harder for righteous path cultivators.
Later, as time passes, the more demonic aura of the Blood Moon will taint more and more things—tainting Spiritual Qi, then Elemental Spirit, and so on—even the minds of mortals and cultivators could also be contaminated, making the heart demon form more easily within their minds.
If the Blood Moon was still radiating above the night sky over and over several nights without being resolved within a certain period.
Eventually, the demonic aura will build up to a level where the ground, environment, or cultivation resources will be contaminated with demonic elements. This contamination prevents righteous path cultivators from cultivating there or using the tainted resources for their growth.
If the thing proceeds to that point, this will immediately be a victory for the demonic cultivators in conquering the continent without them needing to fight for it, since the other party will leave that land on their own.
They will definitely leave, even if it means leaving their ancestral land behind, because ultimately, their cultivation was more important than anything else.
Who would want to waste thousands of years without any single progress in their cultivation for the sake of the land?
Even if righteous path cultivators later somehow successfully prevented a Blood Moon from appearing again, both the next night and forever, it would already be too late.
The situation would still be difficult to reverse because the damage was already done—like the Spiritual Qi contamination—which would remain even after the Blood Moon was gone. It would take thousands of years for everything that had been contaminated by the demonic aura to gradually return to a natural state.
After realizing the severity of the situation, all the experts of the Myriad Dynasty Continent immediately began to move; they contacted their allies, informed them of what they knew of this Blood Moon, and planned how to overcome this disaster.
Some of those who had no attachment to this continent had already begun gathering their belongings, intent on fleeing to another continent. To them, it wasn’t worth risking their lives fighting the demonic cultivators for a place they didn’t care about. They figured it was better to leave the disaster to those who had more to lose, to resolve.
The Xia Clan and the other three Great Dynasties, who would suffer the greatest loss if the Blood Moon remained in the sky, also gathered. They made a quick decision not to repeat the same mistake as those from the Sacred Heaven Continent once did, for not taking the situation seriously from the start before it was too late.
They decided to go all-out war with the Blood Fiend Palace at all costs to bring the Blood Moon down as soon as possible.
Ji Wushuang's eyes gazed at the Blood Moon in the sky with various emotions, pondering the distant past in the previous timeline; the faces of his comrades who had fought and died flashed through his mind.
"It finally happened… though the timing seemed different from what it should have been…" he murmured.
'The Future had changed again…' Ji Wushuang thought.
He had been on the Myriad Dynasty Continent for quite a while after he gave up on waiting for the Tenth Heaven to appear. Thinking he wasn't fated for another Heavenly Treasure.
He regretted not being able to claim such a vast source of resources, but it didn’t matter. He still had his memories—and with them, the advantage of locating treasures before anyone else. That alone was enough for him to reach the Saint Realm once more.
Currently, he was in the city on the east coast of the continent, waiting for the Blood Moon to appear. From his memories, the four top factions on this continent responded to the Blood Moon’s appearance very swiftly and well; they would soon open the teleportation formation to others as part of their troop mobilization strategy.
He was waiting to use the teleportation array in this city. This way, he could go directly to the north without having to fly or travel by other means, saving him years of travel time.
"Wait for me, Zue'er…" Ji Wushuang murmured with longing as the face of a woman he hadn’t seen in a long time surfaced in his mind.
Hengsheng appeared inside the Maker Mansion and immediately collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
“Master!” Blue appeared in a flash of white light, quickly supporting him.
“You’re hurt—your energy flow is unstable,” Blue said anxiously, inspecting him with glowing eyes.
“Thanks… I’m just a little tired, hahaha…” Hengsheng said, a hint of weariness in his voice. He quickly adjusted his Qi flow to stabilize his recovery ability.
Another two flashes of white light appeared beside Blue; they were Hunter and Prim. The three System races were now all together, appearing outside the System World.
"I'm sorry, Master," Hunter said quietly, his eyes fixed on Hengsheng’s weakened form. He clenched his fists in frustration, guilt heavy in his voice.
Hengsheng looked up at him, his breathing still rough after leaving the Absolute Mode, but his gaze remained steady.
“What are you talking about? It’s not your fault that I was beaten ,” Hengsheng said playfully, managing a weak smile.
“But I’m your weapon,” Hunter said softly. “If I can’t even fight beside you when it matters most… what am I for?” His disappointment was clear—he couldn’t exist outside the System World and beyond the territory under Blue's authority, let alone fight.
“Idiot… I did not make you to be a mere weapon…” Hengsheng said with heartache. He hadn’t realized Hunter would think this way. Were the others feeling the same? If so, he needed to fix it quickly.
“But—” Hunter opened his mouth to protest.
“No but!” Hengsheng’s voice cut through the air like a blade.
“You are never just a weapon or tool,” Hengsheng said, his gaze swiftly sweeping across all three System races.
“You’re more than that,” Hengsheng said firmly.
Hunter’s eyes welled with tears as shame twisted in his chest. He lowered his head, unable to meet Hengsheng’s gaze.
Prim gently floated down and hugged Hengsheng’s shoulder.
“Master, are you hurt?” Prim asked, her eyes filled with genuine worry. Since she was born, she had never seen her master in such an intense fight before.
“I’m fine. Everyone, stop overreacting. I’m not going to die!” Hengsheng said firmly as he stood up, regaining some of his strength.
Blue tightened her grip around Hengsheng’s arm, her usual calm replaced with concern.
“I think you should stop risking your life for others. We still don't know what’s gonna happen to the System World if you’re gone…” Blue said as she tried to persuade him to change his mindset.
Hengsheng's expression turned grim. Thinking about Blue's words, he realized he was not only risking his own life but also countless others inside the System World.
"Sorry…" Hengsheng replied.
Hengsheng and the three chatted for quite a while. It was a rare moment of warmth and comfort—a new kind of atmosphere that settled over the Maker Mansion now that all three System races were gathered together outside the System World.
For Hengsheng, it felt almost like a family reunion.
But the moment did not last.
A sudden shift in the natural order made his body tense.
The flow of the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding twisted unnaturally.
Hengsheng raised his head, and his eyes narrowed as a crimson hue bled across the sky.