"Prefatory note": To keep the fighting flowing smoothly, there will be consecutive updates tonight. This is the first chapter; I am still writing the second, which I expect to post after twelve
o'clock. It won't be too late. I'll take tomorrow off, with no updates. I suggest readers wait and read both chapters together. Also, monthly votes count double right now, so please support me with your monthly votes. The main text follows.
Hearing Murong Yan's wild laughter, Chen Suxing, who had remained seated cross-legged atop Northern Moon Tower without moving, had a cold gleam flash through his eyes.
Despicable men did despicable things.
But before Chen Suxing could think of a way to counter it, he saw a streak of sword light plummet from the sky, like a meteor crossing the night heavens. In the blink of an eye, it landed on Chessboard Mountain.
Cheng Xinzhan had arrived.
The moment he landed, moon mist spread out from Compassionate Light Hall, and Murong Yan's Dao domain submerged the summit of Chessboard Mountain once again.
Everything before his eyes was hazy and indistinct, and his connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth weakened as well. At the same time, Cheng Xinzhan felt an immense weight bearing down on him. The moon-dew droplets suspended in the mist were like so many bright moons, or so many mountains.
His expression unchanged, the Daoist held his longsword point-down and strode into Compassionate Light Hall. With every step he took, bricks cracked beneath his feet and stone sank beneath his tread.
He entered Compassionate Light Hall and activated his Dharma eye.
The hall had an unusual structure and an ingenious design. A Zhou Tian Star Lord Diagram was painted on the coffered ceiling overhead, with a mirror wheel hanging behind each Star Lord's