C768 I Sharpened My Spear Before the Battle
A colossal curved blade was perched atop Shadow Mountain, drawing the Shadow Moon Essence from within the mountain as if it were alive. As the Essence merged into the blade, the souls within the twenty-eight blackwood beads, belonging to Imdohr, underwent infinite transformations, morphing into a myriad of life forms—men, women, the elderly, and children, each soul shape-shifting
