After hearing Nangong Zheyue's words, Elder Wushu declared firmly, "Rest assured, Clan Chief Nangong. I will protect you with my life!"
"That's right! As long as we old fellows are still alive, we won't let anyone interrupt your ritual!"
"Once the Moon Goddess's will awakens, the Golden Lion Tribe will be nothing but a pack of weaklings!"
The other Spirit Clan elders were just as excited.
They could almost see the Golden Lion Tribe's crushing defeat.
"Elder Wushu, Elder Wuxue, stay behind."
"The rest of you, return to the clan and prepare for battle against the Golden Lion Tribe."
Nangong Zheyue began issuing orders.
Her arrangements were perfectly reasonable.
Wushu was the most senior and the strongest.
Wuxue, meanwhile, had always enjoyed Nangong Zheyue's deep trust.
It was only natural for them to guard Nangong Zheyue.
The other elders would handle the outward preparations to mislead the Golden Lion Tribe.
This time, none of the Spirit Clan elders objected to Wuxue's proposal.
The elders departed, leaving only Nangong Zheyue, Wushu, and Wuxue in the stone hall.
"Follow me."
Nangong Zheyue rose.
She walked up to one of the stone walls and gently pressed a hidden switch.
Creak...
The stone wall slowly shifted aside, revealing a pitch-black secret passage.
"Clan Chief, could the Moon Crater really be beneath us?"
Wuxue could not help asking at the sight.
Everyone in the Spirit Clan firmly believed that the Moon Crater truly existed beneath the land they lived on, silently watching over them.
"No... this passage does lead to the Moon Crater Holy Land."
"But the Moon Crater Holy Land isn't beneath the Spirit Clan. It's farther away."
"Our ancestors believed that building their homes above the Moon Crater would be blasphemy against the Moon Goddess, so they deliberately settled farther away."
Nangong Zheyue