The Lunar Star hung aloof in the depths of the starry river.
No other stars dared approach it, as though it were a cold and lonely fairy quietly looking down upon the lands of the Primordial Wilderness.
This was one of the Primordial Wilderness's two great primary stars—the Lunar Star.
Ye Xuan walked through the air, passing through the frigid layer of gale-force astral winds surrounding the Lunar Star before landing steadily upon its surface.
The air here was suffused with bone-piercing Lunar frost qi. An ordinary Golden Immortal without protection would be frozen into an ice statue within moments.
The ground was blanketed in Lunar ice like white jade. There was not the slightest trace of worldly clamor, only an ethereal stillness that could utterly calm one's mind and spirit.
Following the ripples of pure yin origin, Ye Xuan walked onward.
Before long, an immense towering tree entered his sight.
This tree stood ten thousand zhang tall, its trunk as massive as a Primordial Divine Mountain. Its bark was an ancient dark silver, layered upon layer like dragon scales.
Its luxuriant branches and leaves were covered in pale yellow blossoms, giving off a refreshing fragrance that seeped into the heart and lungs.
Not only could this fragrance clear the mind and sharpen the senses, it seemed capable of cleansing a cultivator's Primordial Spirit as well.
This was the Innate Spiritual Root of the Lunar Star—the Moon Laurel Tree.
Beneath the Moon Laurel Tree, where falling blossoms fluttered in profusion, stood a stone table carved from Lunar divine stone.
Two peerlessly elegant figures with cold, refined temperaments sat around the stone table.
The woman on the left wore a plain white palace gown, its sleeves embroidered with intricate moonlight patterns in silver thread.
Her features were dignified and graceful, and