Night fell.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, its hazy light spilling down.
Beneath the splendid night sky, Moon Palace Island blazed with lights as bright as day. In the distant pavilions, singing and dancing filled the air, their melodies pleasing to the ear.
Yet within Moon Palace stood two palaces that were silent, desolate, and deserted. Only one or two dim lamps swayed in the cold wind, accompanied by a couple of mournful sighs that faintly echoed through Moon Palace.
One of these palaces was Weaving Cloud Palace, where Lanyue resided. Because of Zuo Feiyu's death, the palace had been sealed by the Zhao Xing Office. The maidservants and martial artists inside and outside were forbidden to enter or leave at will.
The other was Dan Yun Palace—the place where Changsun Hongxuan had died!
Along the quiet forest path in Moon Palace, lamps lit the way ahead. Lin Bai and Zhu Mo walked side by side, striding quickly toward Weaving Cloud Palace.
Before long, the two appeared like ghosts before Weaving Cloud Palace, coldly gazing at the palace ahead, whose silence concealed a terrifying aura.
Inside the palace, only a few lamps burned, causing it to merge completely with the darkness and appear exceptionally sinister and terrifying.
"Master Zhu Mo, if Lanyue truly was responsible, then she must have been plotting in Moon Palace for many years. Whatever she seeks must be no small matter."
"She must have other targets as well!"
Lin Bai's gaze was icy as he stared at Weaving Cloud Palace and spoke coldly to Zhu Mo beside him.
"Saint Lin Bai, you needn't worry. Once we take her back to Purgatory, the Zhao Xing Office will naturally have ways to make her talk!" Zhu Mo's expression was cold. Waves of Killing Intent spread