Human Alliance.
Beneath the dark, gloomy sky of stone, drifting floating lamps were the only source of light here.
The entire Human Alliance was not large, roughly equivalent to a small town.
A dozen or so streets crisscrossed one another, lined with houses built from combinations of stone and wood, all varying in height.
The total population here numbered no more than a few thousand. The buildings stood fairly far apart.
At the edge of the Human Alliance was a broad square specifically meant for training and cultivation.
The square was paved with a mixture of compacted black earth and sand. It was quite hard underfoot.
Moon God, dragging his sickly body, stood to one side and watched the dozen or so people in the square pair off to practice martial arts.
Ever since leaving the Sky Curtain, his long-held dream had been completely shattered, leaving him somewhat lost.
The outside world he had imagined was utterly different from everything his Father had described.
Such an enormous gap made him suddenly realize that everything he had pursued all this time was like flowers reflected in a mirror, the moon in the water—nothing but an illusion.
During these days spent recuperating here, he had constantly been thinking about what path he should take from now on. Watching Ou Nan and the others exchange blows in the square, their fighting broad and unrestrained, he unconsciously fell into a daze.
Time passed without his noticing.
Suddenly, a child's shout broke Moon God's train of thought.
"Father!!"
At the edge of the square, a bald little brat of six or seven came scampering toward Ou Nan in the middle of the field.
Though already six or seven, the child still wore split-crotch pants. He waddled as he walked, seeming rather unsteady.
"Little Yue, don't