Mixin’s eyes widened, and the terror in them was plain for everyone to see. Before his brief, agonized scream could even finish, his body split cleanly in two. After flickering between reality and illusion for a second, he vanished into complete nothingness, leaving behind only a silent Storage Ring and a gorgeous purplish-red Immortal Crystal.
What—? What was this?
Every Moon Ghost that witnessed the scene felt its legs turn to jelly.
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