The Huiyue Lineage, Moon God Hall.
A miserable atmosphere shrouded the entire place.
The battle had ended, leaving the battlefield in utter ruin.
Many members of the Huiyue Lineage who had hidden earlier now gathered around the corpses, weeping until their voices broke.
The most people surrounded their clan king, "Huiyue Tianyu."
His elders, wives, concubines, and descendants all looked utterly devastated, crying in a tangled heap.
Even children only a few years old knelt around them.
The Huiyue Lineage had originally ranked last among the Eightmoon Heavenly City.
After this slaughter and devastating blow, it was like snow piling upon frost.
Even their pillars were gone. Their former pride had been utterly shattered this time.
Thus, although he had been "freed," Huiyue Jie had instead welcomed the greatest pain of his life.
He knelt before his father, staring at those eyes that had refused to close in death.
He could not imagine what kind of torment this man he respected had endured in his heart before dying.
Huiyue Jie's shoulders shook as tears poured down like rain.
Just then, someone shouted:
"Her Majesty has arrived!"
Even amidst such grief, those four words made Huiyue Jie tremble.
He hurriedly turned around and knelt toward the source of the voice.
All the members of the Huiyue Lineage joined him in welcoming the arrival of their empress.
"Rise."
A languid, soft, yet authoritative voice was not loud, yet it rang in everyone's ears.
Trembling lightly, Huiyue Jie slowly raised his head.
On the horizon, surrounded by dozens of top experts, a woman reclining within a flower sedan appeared before him.
The four youths carrying the sedan were all young and handsome, each one an extraordinary figure as peerless as Huiyue Jie.
They were tall and imposing, with brilliant light in their eyes.