C517 Great desolation god's molten milk

At night, the sky was cloudless.

The bright moonlight gently scattered down, illuminating the quiet and auspicious ground. The sky above the temple, which was as black as ink, was filled with a raging and surging sacred flame.

In the Great Void Temple, other than the Great Void Sect, this ball of sacred fire was no different from a sacred and solemn existence in their hearts