Just as Zhang Hanqi and the others were about to embrace eternal sleep, a golden hand appeared out of thin air.
At first, this golden hand was somewhat smaller than the silver Moon, but as the golden hand approached, the silver Moon seemed to shrink, or rather the golden hand grew larger. The closer they got, the more drastic the size change became, and the people who were originally about to merge into the silver Moon seemed to be frozen still at this moment.
The golden hand finally touched the silver Moon, but by this point, the size discrepancy was so huge that the silver Moon was no bigger than one fingernail of the golden hand and was pinched between two fingers.
Suddenly, the world spun, and Zhang Hanqi and the others plummeted from joy, returning to their bodies, and then immense pain erupted from their flesh, from their souls, and from all of their senses.
