"I had long heard that in the western Great Desolation Region lay a forbidden land of life called Moonlit Ridge. This place was shrouded in moonlight all year round, so why had no one ever been able to see this forbidden land?"
Within the territory of Moon Chasing Palace, quite a number of cultivators had already gathered.
Some had come for the crucial decisive battle between the righteous and demonic paths, while others had come to witness the splendor of Moon Chasing Palace's new-generation Holy Maiden.
But the time had not yet arrived, and those rogue cultivators who had not received invitations could only wait obediently outside Moon Chasing Palace's mountain gate.
For some unknown reason, whenever night fell over the western Great Desolation Region, the moonlight here always seemed to carry an air of desolation.
Beneath that lonely moonlight, an ethereal moon palace stood amid a range of distant mountains.
Though this moon palace was clearly close at hand, it gave people an untouchable feeling. Standing apart from the world, it seemed as though it had fallen from the immortal realm into the mortal dust.
Quite a few rogue cultivators had gathered below, all gazing at the transcendent palace complex ahead with reverence in their eyes.
Moon Chasing Palace could absolutely be considered one of the Great Desolation Region's most ancient powers. Its foundations were profound and unfathomable, inspiring awe.
Leaving aside everything else, after enduring such a vast span of years, this moon palace had still maintained its detached stance. It did not interfere in external disputes and had always remained neutral.
That point alone was enough to prove the strength of this faction!
From ancient times until now, its inheritance had never been severed!
Although everyone had believed that Moon Chasing Palace's failure to select a new