C405 The Night of the Moon.

Bathed in the fading light of the sunset, a corner of the Great Desolate Mountain was strewn with corpses.

Dozens of formidable Spirit Beasts and the bodies of numerous Martial Ancestor Experts lay haphazardly across the land. A young man, his white robe stained with blood and dual swords in hand, was propped up by a stunningly beautiful girl as he took a seat upon a massive rock