Tainted by misfortune!
The moment those words were spoken, Li Qing's pupils contracted slightly.
To be honest, he did not know much about the specific circumstances in the western part of the Great Desolation Region. He only knew that there was a forbidden land of life called Moonlit Ridge, as well as an Immortal Dao Faction known as Moon Chasing Palace.
Beyond that, he knew nothing more about either place.
Especially Moonlit Ridge, that forbidden land of life—he had ordinarily only heard its name, but did not know why it was called a forbidden land.
"Misfortune? What do you mean by that?" Li Qing's expression grew several degrees more solemn.
He had originally held some anticipation for this Moon Chasing Grand Gathering, but now his heart suddenly hung in his throat, afraid that disaster might befall him.
"It seems Fellow Daoist Wuji has truly spent too long in secluded cultivation, not even having heard of such things."
"To be honest, I do not know the exact details either. No one has ever been able to make sense of it."
"However, some say that Moonlit Ridge was a burial pit from an incomparably ancient age. Later, after being shrouded in moonlight year after year, it accumulated quite a bit of the Power of Great Yin."
"In short, this forbidden land is exceedingly sinister. Once one becomes deeply trapped within it, even cultivators of the Core Formation Realm risk perishing."
At this moment, Li Qing finally gained a tangible impression of this so-called Moonlit Ridge.
An ancient burial pit, with no one knowing what had been buried within, yet bathed in moonlight throughout the year and accumulating the Power of Great Yin.
The moon was Great Yin.
Thinking it over carefully, it truly was rather chilling.
In fact, throughout the ages, this