The truth of Earth Moon

In the darkness, the forest stretched without end. A moon rippled upon the ground, Moon Essence curling upward like mist over water, like thin smoke, tinting the forest and sky.

Looking down on Earth Moon from high above, one could see what seemed to be a "painting" slowly unfurling within it.

Inside the Colosseum, torches burned among the tiers of stone-built stands, all fueled by Southern Blazing Fire. They illuminated the arena as throngs of creatures poured in through each of the eight Mist Gates.

"An outsider?"

"No wonder. He activated the Colosseum! He must have brought a priceless treasure, making Earth Moon awaken for him!"

Hordes of creatures stared at Qin Ming with burning eyes, as though gazing upon a priceless treasure.

Some monsters could no longer restrain themselves and shouted, "Take his place!"

For the moment, Qin Ming could not make sense of the situation. These creatures watched him with scorching gazes, as though he were some rare treasure they wanted to swallow alive.

Most importantly, their appearances were all "remarkable," each stranger than the last. From jellyfish to giant moths, to a Wooden Man and pale faces twisting within Immortal Mist, they came in every bizarre shape imaginable.

"We still can't be certain of his identity. Perhaps he only entered Earth Moon by accident. This could be a chance occurrence, so don't let your joy come to nothing." A humanoid monster spoke. It had eight octopus tentacles and carried the fishy scent of the sea.

These extraordinary creatures came from different lands, belonged to different races, and spoke different languages. They communicated through the power of consciousness while remaining wary of one another.

Inside the Moon Palace, the seemingly petrified figure slowly turned to look at the Osmanthus Tree. At once, the fragrance of osmanthus filled the