The man's silver hair swayed in the breeze. The blood-colored crescent on his glabella added an inexplicable devilish charm to his almost perfect face.
His eyes were like an ancient well with still water as he scanned the scene; the corners of his long red robe rustled.
The Blood Moon Division Head, Jiang Chen, Blood Moon Elder, and others were completely stupefied as they stared at the silver-haired man, seeming to have already forgotten to breathe.
Ye Qingtang looked at her cheapskate brother in puzzlement and was surprised by his arrival. Why did he run here at this dangerous time?
Seeing that he did not react, Ye Qingtang could not help but call him again.
"Younger brother?"
"…" Blood Moon Holy Lord stared at her blankly.
As the Blood Moon Holy Lord appeared, the whole world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence, and there was not a single noise.
