The Immortal Sect Homeworld, the moon.
A root and trunk like a bridge between stars stretched from the Sky-Covering Divine Banyan on the homeworld to the moon, praised by countless poets and writers since ancient times. It supplied the moon with spiritual energy.
If necessary, the moon could also separate from the Immortal Sect Homeworld and exist independently as a planetary war fortress.
In peacetime, the Immortal Sect built its high-standard laboratories that carried a degree of risk here.
From the outside, though, the moon remained a desolate expanse of desert and stony wasteland. Little had changed.
This was a requirement of the Material Cultural Heritage Committee. No institution or individual was permitted to destroy the moon, which held countless emotions for Immortal Sect citizens, and turn it into some earthly paradise of birdsong and fragrant flowers.
Jiang Ding walked quietly across the moon's stony wasteland.
The surrounding vacuum and weightlessness had no effect on him. After walking for dozens of minutes, he arrived near Heavenly Ship Base, a designated cultural heritage site.
Heavenly Ship Base marked the spot where Chang'e 5 had landed on the moon in the previous era of civilization. It had been destroyed when the Great Sun Sword Pavilion invaded the homeworld during Xi Yuan's era. What stood there now had been restored later and was a Class 2A scenic site of the Immortal Sect.
There was not much to see, really. Just a pit.
Without the sign, the protected area marked out around it, and the pile of restored spacecraft relics, no one would have noticed even if they stepped right on it.
Jiang Ding walked to a point seventeen hundred meters east of the base, paused, verified his identity, and entered.
His vision blurred.
A silent, chilling starfield appeared before him. Countless warships stretched