Seventeen people knelt in worship of the moon.
Following that, an eerie aura surged forth from these seventeen people.
It was as if the red moon possessed some kind of magical power.
The seventeen people, originally ordinary, suddenly found their bodies brimming with strength.
Mo Lin sensed something was amiss and prepared to leave.
Just as he was leaving, he saw all seventeen people in the distance simultaneously turn their heads to stare intently at him.
"Little brother, since you're here, why not stay?" a young girl said slowly to Mo Lin.
"You didn't leave during the day, so you can't leave at night." Another man added.
"We've borne no grudges and no quarrels in recent days. Could you let me leave?" Mo Lin asked tentatively.
"Didn't you come here seeking the path of immortality?"
The young girl said slowly to Mo Lin, "We can recommend you to the Immortal Lord, allowing you to achieve eternal life like us."
"You are immortal?" Mo Lin asked in disbelief.
