C78 Fist imprint propagation

Suddenly, Lin Jin realized that the sky had turned dark. The bright moon in the sky was emitting a clear and cold white light, shining down on the pavilion as if it was covered with a layer of light snow.

From a great distance, he could only see that beside the moon in the east, there were only two bright stars shining with a faint light. But in the west, it was a field of stars