Moonlit Night

In the boundless darkness, the concepts of time and space seemed utterly useless here.

At this moment, the dark void seemed to have been cleaved open by some indescribable force, a passageway running through the countless reaches of the universe.

Within a vast and boundless world.

Mountains rose and fell, while Chaos Qi permeated heaven and earth.

One of the Eight Wastelands—the Martial Wasteland Realm!

The Martial Wasteland Realm was high in the north and low in the south. The mountains and rivers of the Northern Territory rose and fell, while the southern lands bordered a vast ocean.

Today, above the Northern Territory's sky.

The void tore apart, and the heavens trembled.

It was as if an entire world was descending toward the Northern Territory.

Soon, a Small Mountain Village appeared above the sky.

The Small Mountain Village seemed to be wrapped in endless mysterious auras, shrouded in an absolutely secret realm that could not be investigated. No one could sense it!

The Small Mountain Village slowly descended and landed in a stretch of primeval, untamed mountain forest.

The mountain forest teemed with beasts and rang endlessly with birdsong. Many of them were even exceedingly powerful Chaos Beasts, yet at this moment, they seemed completely unaware of the changes in the forest.

The Small Mountain Village simply appeared in the forest, as if it had existed there from the beginning. None of the surrounding creatures sensed anything unusual.

And within the Small Mountain Village.

The villagers continued as usual. Uncle Zhang drove Big Black Ox and Old Yellow Ox out of the pen, preparing to plow the fields.

Aunt Wang tended to her vegetables in the garden.

Second Uncle racked his brains in the Small Courtyard, seemingly still troubled that he had not found a way to save Huo Ling'er