Secrets Within the Moon Palace

That enormous osmanthus tree glowing with golden light could be called the most conspicuous presence in this entire region.

But once they truly set foot on this real land, Duan Yun and Ming Xing discovered just how extravagantly splendid this place was.

The stone slabs beneath their feet were all white jade, carved with incomparably delicate cloud patterns. Lotus flowers swayed in the lotus ponds amid the mist beside them, ethereal as if they might float away at any moment.

It was only that those brilliantly blooming lotus flowers were far too enormous, making them rather frightening.

Walking among them, Duan Yun felt as though he had returned to the mythological stories he had read in primary school.

Those stories had not actually described Heaven Court in much detail, yet the scene unfolding in his mind had been something much like this.

But truly walking through a place like this gave one an inexplicable sense of fear.

Because it was too quiet, too desolate, too clean.

Even though the lotuses bloomed as brilliantly as fire and tea blossoms, one could not feel the slightest trace of life. Both of them were seized by a loneliness unlike anything they had ever known.

At that moment, Ming Xing could not help saying, "Now that we're here, do we still need to hold hands?"

Duan Yun lowered his head and realized that their hands were still clasped together.

They had really held hands all the way to the moon.

When they let go, both could sense the other's sweat on their palms, yet neither of them wiped it away.

Afterward, they sped up and charged straight toward the osmanthus tree.

The entire way, the place was spotless, as though it had only just been built.

Before long, a magnificent palace appeared in their