Lu Ning glanced at the stiff-faced Ya En: "Literally. The moon seems to be observing me through its eyes, and of course, it might also be observing you."

Upon hearing this, Yan felt a chill rise from his feet to the top of his head.

Even though he was a saint, and even though he was only one step away from becoming a demigod, Yann still felt a chill.

That's a real evil god!

Moreover, he is one of the most powerful evil gods known to date!

Even Yaon could not remain calm when being observed by such a being.

Seeing Ya'en's serious expression, Lu Ning thought for a moment and said, "It's also possible that it's because I can see the moon through my eyes that He can see me. Why don't you try it too?"

Yaen's lips twitched slightly: "...No need, thank you."

"oh."

"Lu Ning, you should put this eyeball away for now, and then let those demigods study it. Perhaps they can find clues related to the cooperation between the Moon Goddess Cult and the Returned Souls Guild," Ya'en said.

Lu Ning nodded and put the eyeballs into the spatial bracelet.

He then looked at another item on the stone platform.

It was a yellowed bandage with words about death on it.

These are not ritual runes, but written characters.

Lu Ning began reading the contents above.

“The ‘wall’ has cracked; the time has come. I will attempt to descend, and the moon will fall. I will take the moon’s token and find His followers.”

Lu Ning finished reading and frowned slightly.

Seeing Lu Ning's frown, Ya'en asked, "What does this say?"

Lu Ning told Ya En what had happened, and Ya En frowned.

"Was the content on this bandage written by the Hand of the Underworld? The Hand of the Underworld did indeed attempt to descend, and this is the second time, isn't it? What does 'the moon falling' mean?" Yaen asked, puzzled. "Could it be that the evil god behind the Moon God Cult is also coming to Earth?"

The thought of this possibility made Yann's face turn extremely ugly.

Lu Ning nodded slightly: "These bandages should have been given to that pilgrim. Judging from the moon runes on this pyramid, the pilgrim should have already found the Moon God Cult, and they should have already started cooperating."

Yann sighed, "These cults are all such a headache."

"By the way, what is that 'wall'?" Yan asked, somewhat confused.

Lu Ning shook his head: "I don't know."

"Tell Anlan when you get up there; he's the sharpest one." Ya'en waved his hand, sounding somewhat listless.

The sheer volume of information in this godforsaken place was giving him a headache.

Lu Ning nodded and picked up the bandage.

Because Lu Ning had put the eyeballs away, the mad moonlight here was gradually dissipating.

Yann then told Osiris and Aishalin to come down.

The four of them searched the room again.

The room, which was about 100 square meters, contained nothing but eyeballs and bandages.

The four of them carefully checked everything inside and out to make sure nothing was missed.

Lu Ning also specifically observed the changes in the concentration of mental pollution, but found no other abnormalities.

The four then left the underground chamber, exited the palace, and arrived at the plaza.

An Lan and her group were already waiting in the square.

Upon seeing Lu Ning and his group of four emerge, they all rushed forward to greet them.

"How was it? Did you find anything?" An Lan asked.

Lu Ning explained to everyone about the eyeballs and the writing on the bandages.

Everyone frowned, their expressions grave.

An Lan's eyes flashed with silver light as she slowly said, "According to the statistics on the number of disease events and awakened individuals within the bureau, the total number of disease events and awakened individuals has been rapidly increasing every year for more than ten years. This rate of increase is accelerating and far exceeds that of the previous two thousand years..."

“We had been speculating that something we didn’t know about must have changed drastically to cause such a huge change in the statistics. Now it seems that it is very likely this so-called ‘wall’.”

Everyone looked enlightened upon hearing An Lan's words.

Y'en said, "No wonder there seem to be more and more cases of disease outbreaks and awakened individuals in recent years. Even cults seem to be more active than before. Is this the reason?"

“Then isn’t this ‘wall’ something that protects us?” Osiris frowned.

An Lan calmly said, "There is too little information right now, and I'm not sure what it is. But what is certain is that this so-called 'wall' should be able to prevent the rapid spread of mental pollution to some extent. It may be located between the fog and our reality, and it is some kind of special barrier that we cannot see or even detect so far."

Lu Ning said thoughtfully, "It can even stop evil gods."

Everyone was taken aback, their expressions growing increasingly grim.

Yes, if the evil god couldn't be stopped, the Hand of the Underworld wouldn't have said that the time would only come when cracks appeared in the 'wall'.

After a moment of silence, An Lan sighed and said, "Let's leave here first. Although we didn't find Yan Bing in the 233rd Mist, we've gained quite a bit. Let's take this information back and have someone study it further. Also, the token of the moon needs to be given to the demigods."

Everyone nodded slightly.

No matter how much they speculate here, it's useless.

When they reached the maze using the same stairs they had come from, Osiris grinned and said, "Can we burn a hole out now?"

An Lan nodded and said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

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