Clear and cool like water, the moonlight felt extraordinarily precious in the southern lands at ordinary times.
Yet this was neither Wu Gou City, nor Linggang Mountain, nor any other major sect's territory such as Feiquan Spring, at least not anymore.
This place was the edge of a ruin, the outer perimeter of Donghua Mountain where Donghua True Lord and six other earthly immortals had engaged in a fierce battle for days and nights. Every rock and flowing stream here might have retained the traces of that great war.
The seven earthly immortals had fought fiercely in this region for days and nights, stirring up the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth and covering almost every area of the true realm with fire clouds. The battle had now ceased, but an invisible barrier seemed to span thousands of miles right here, blocking the rolling tribulation clouds around it and allowing the living beings within to still enjoy the tranquil moonlight.
It was a rare patch of serene sky, yet the earth was not a peaceful world.
Shen Wan stood beneath an isolated rock, leaning against the rock face and quietly lost in thought.
She had held the position of pavilion manager for the Donghua Mountain regional branch for over a year. Because of the conflict between the Sword Discussion Pavilion and Donghua Palace, her days had been extremely grueling over the past year or more. She had originally thought things would ease up slightly after the arrival of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, but little did she know that things were not like that at all.
Ever since Donghua Palace was reduced to dust, the Sword Discussion Pavilion had lifted its control over the surrounding area, allowing cultivators from all factions to move in. Even though Donghua Palace