A round of bright moon, emanating a quiet moonlight. In the air, there are scattered snowflakes. At this moment, the scenery mood is very good.

but if you look down at your feet, I'm sure no one else will think it's a good night.

Ye Kong's millions of troops are hovering in the air, looking down at their feet one by one, with a sense of horror.

I can't see the original color on the huge salt mountain tens of feet high. What is missing instead is a black, creeping black!

and in the holes of all sizes in that salt mountain, it is still like a spring, gushing black...