I still don't know what the Blood Moon means, I just continue to live and cultivate as usual.

But after waiting for who knows how long, my cultivation has not improved at all.

And

The sky is no longer bright.

It feels like we have entered endless darkness, and the only light is that crimson Blood Moon.

There are no longer birds singing and flowers blooming in the surrounding mountains and forests, everywhere is silent, no sound can be heard.

Even the air is filled with a sense of despair.

I've never understood what the old Blood Moon is, when I asked my master, he always spoke vaguely.

I don't know what to do now, so I decided to go to the main hall to find my master.

But when I arrived at the main hall, all the fellow disciples were sitting around my master, their faces filled with worry.

Some of the junior disciples, who have lower cultivation levels, seem a bit weak and unable to sit still.

What happened to them?

"Master..."

Master smiled faintly.

"Dao Yi, you've always been asking about the meaning of the old Blood Moon, right? As you can see, this is the heavenly punishment, cultivation practitioners lose their source of energy and their cultivation will gradually dissipate until their death, only you are an exception."

Me?

It seems that my cultivation hasn't dissipated, but it won't increase anymore either.

The condition of my fellow disciples doesn't seem good, probably because their cultivation has been damaged.

I hastily said, "Master, since the heavenly punishment has already arrived, why don't we go down the mountain to slay demons and absorb their essence, so that we can attain the state of immortality?"

I still remember the scene on Chibi, where the cultivators who absorbed nearly a million essences easily ascended.

Master sighed and shook his head, "It's useless. Once the Blood Moon descends, we are in a different situation than demons and monsters. Right now, all cultivation practitioners are just food for the demons..."

What?! That shocked me.

So what they said before about the Blood Moon descending and demons threatening the human world was true!

"Junior Brother, you are chosen by heaven, only you can save us..."

Me?

What can I do with only Golden Core stage cultivation?

Master said in a deep voice, "Dao Yi, sit cross-legged on the ground and try to cultivate with your sword."

I was half doubtful, I picked up the long sword that has always been with me, gathered my true energy and circulated it.

A beam of light filled the sword, suddenly shot out like a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

In the crimson blood-colored sky, a piece of clouds and mist broke open, and faint rays of light shone down, landing on the Shu Mountain main hall.

All the fellow disciples bathed in this light, with faces full of enjoyment, each one was intoxicated, as if having entered the realm of bliss.

Those weak junior disciples also recovered some vitality, their complexion became much healthier.

A satisfied smile appeared on Master's face again.

Seeing this scene, I was overjoyed. Since I entered the mountain, my fellow disciples have taken good care of me, and I should help them more in this time of crisis.

So I exerted all my strength, forcefully mobilizing my true energy and infusing it into the sword.

The light in the sky became even stronger, and Sixth Senior Sister leaned towards me with a face full of happiness.

But my power was limited after all, just at the Golden Core stage, and there was a moment when my true energy was completely exhausted.

Finally, my dantian became dry, and the sword could no longer emit any light.

The gap in the sky slowly closed again.

The world returned to blood red, dead silence everywhere.

The faint warmth that rose up in the main hall earlier disappeared instantly, as if it had been in an ice cave for thousands of years, chilling the body and the heart.

"Junior Brother, what happened to the light? Why did you stop?"

"Yes, Junior Brother, keep cultivating, the light is gone."

"Junior Brother?"

"Junior Brother..."

They all called my name, so urgently.

But at this moment, I was like a deflated drum, already emptied, and unable to exert even a bit of strength. I was weak and could only reluctantly open my eyes.

Sixth Senior Sister furrowed her brows slightly, looking at me with a hint of resentment, I didn't know what she was thinking.

"Enough!"

It was Master's voice, he seemed a bit angry.

"Do you want Dao Yi to exhaust himself and die?!"

All the fellow disciples immediately fell silent.

Only those weak junior disciples on the outskirts gathered the courage to speak, "Master, but if Senior Brother Dao Yi stops seeking guidance from heaven, then it will be us who die..."

Another person almost cried, "Master, I don't want to die..."

As this question came up, everyone's gaze turned to Master.

I felt Master's hand tightly grasping mine, feeling a bit cold, his forehead bulging with veins, as if he was exerting all his strength.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Master said in a stern voice, "In the end times, Dao Yi is our only hope, anyway, nothing can happen to him!"

After saying these words, Master seemed to have exhausted all his strength and slumped to the ground.

And the eyes of the fellow disciples also had a touch of despair.

I finally regained a bit of strength and looked at Master.

"Master, I'm hungry..."