Mu Shengfeng only felt that he had come to the center of the world's desolation. He saw many, many things, life and death, withering and prospering. He saw the pale angel come down on the barren earth and burn all things; He saw the girl in white fall into the rippling moonlit water; He saw the red and white birds soaring in the green and black nine shades, and finally turned into loess; He saw the dark flower of love sinking in the sea of red tears of the lover; He saw the black dress...... Angels flickering and weeping in the moonlight of the crimson doomsday; He saw the Emperor die at the hands of the Assassins on the High Throne; He saw the goddess with folded wings mending her wings in the cold pool of northern winter; He saw a white unicorn with the flower of evil roaming the withered cemetery. He saw the weeping of all things, billions of years of dead silence blooming on the decayed garden, and nothing more than silence brought by the moon garden. All things will eventually usher in their own death.