Lu Ning paused for a moment, then frowned immediately: "The moon is falling?"

His first thought was of the Moon Realm he had encountered in the Fog of Number 101.

The altar of the Moon Goddess Cult at that time seemed to have something to do with the fall of the moon.

"Didn't you deal with that Moon Realm Altar in the Mist No. 101 before?"

Lu Ning originally thought it had been dealt with.

Ya'en said with a wry smile, "We've already taken care of it. Sister Bai Yuan went there personally. That area has been completely destroyed, so normally it shouldn't be a problem there."

Lu Ning frowned.

If it's not a problem with that lunar domain, then it's clearly caused by other Luna Cult strongholds that the Mist Bureau hasn't discovered yet.

or……

Lu Ning's eyes flickered.

The moon itself is the evil god behind the Moon Goddess Cult; perhaps this is the moon's own will.

Ya'en said anxiously, "Lu Ning, Sister Yan Bing asked me to inform you that she hopes you will take all the other Saints back to help. The situation seems to be getting worse."

Since Yanen has become a demigod and also one of the guardians, there is no need to use honorifics when addressing Yan Bing.

Like the other guardians, he called Yan Bing "Sister".

The same applies to white kites.

In fact, compared to other demigods, Yann is indeed the youngest.

Lu Ning nodded: "Okay."

Then, as if struck by a thought, he said, "Should we ask other exiles for help?"

After thinking for a moment, Yann said, "If possible, that would be best."

Thinking of the great commotion of the moon slowly falling, a look of horror appeared in Yann's eyes.

He traveled at breakneck speed from Earth to the Land of Return to Nothingness to seek Lu Ning's help.

Hearing this, Lu Ning nodded: "I'll notify the other exiles."

Lu Ning took out a crystal and infused it with his spiritual power.

The crystal shimmered for a moment before dimming.

Lu Ning looked at Ya En and said, "Go and inform the others first."

Yaen nodded and walked out of the house.

When Yann arrived with the other saints, people from other exiled civilizations also came.

Several hundred people came.

Lu Ning's gaze swept across the crowd, spotting powerful figures from several top exile races, including the Lightbringers, the Void Insects, and the Tarlins.

Most of these people were saints, and there were also more than twenty demigod-level powerhouses.

Some of these demigod-level powerhouses came from top-tier clans, while others were from high-level exile clans.

Lu Ning just used his mental power to tell the other people from the Exile Civilization what had happened.

Surprisingly, there were more people willing to help than I had imagined.

The demigod from the Shadowcrown Clan who came was the one Lu Ning, Yan Bing, and Arn met at the bar; his name was Farley.

The Shadow Crown Clan members were entirely shrouded in black mist, formed entirely from dark elements. Lu Ning was able to recognize them because each creature's spiritual fluctuations were unique.

Farley stepped forward and said with a smile, "Lu Ning, we came because we heard you needed help."

Lu Ning nodded and said calmly, "Thank you all. After this matter is over, I will give each demigod-level expert a divine artifact and each saint-level expert a special-danger-level soul artifact."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

The powerful exiles who came to help experienced extremely intense mental fluctuations.

Especially the exiled tribes that have been visited by demigods.

What is the concept of a "divine artifact"?

Even if the price is much lower when Lu Ning manifests it, it still requires 30 billion Pale Crystals!

Even for the top exile groups, it would take many years to accumulate this many crystals!

As it turns out, Lu Ning is now willing to give them one as a gift later!

This is equivalent to giving away 30 billion Pale Crystals!

This is an enormous undertaking.

Several of these clans are quite powerful, with several demigod-level experts within them.

But at this moment, only the saints came.

The saints of these exiled tribes were filled with deep regret.

If they had known better, they would have sent a demigod-level expert; they would have made a huge profit this time!

Faced with the shock and joy of the crowd, Lu Ning didn't say much.

He smiled and said, "Let's go, time is of the essence."

The group of powerful figures came to their senses.

One of the saints from the exiled tribes hurriedly said, "Our tribe's demigods will arrive in a while. Could Lord Lu Ning please wait a moment?"

"And our ancestors are on their way."

"..."

As he listened to the words of each of the exiled groups, Lu Ning's expression changed slightly.

He nodded: "Then let's wait a little longer."

During this time, he expanded the Tower of Ruins and amassed trillions of pale crystals.

There's an abundance of pale crystals, more than we can use.

He himself conjured divine artifacts, each costing only a little over a million pale crystals.

Even if tens of thousands more demigods came, he could still materialize the corresponding pale crystals.

Of course, the entire exiled city-state doesn't have tens of thousands of demigods.

Now that the moon has fallen, they may be facing a god-level powerhouse.

When facing a powerhouse of this caliber, the more assistance the better.

Especially demigod-level powerhouses.

Lu Ning then saw that one by one, the powerful figures took out their communication devices and began to contact their clans.

Before long, more and more powerful exiles flew over quickly.

The exiles who flew in were all demigods.

The number kept increasing, eventually exceeding one hundred!

Including those from before, there are now nearly 150 demigods!

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