C1540 Taishi's Words
After the sword light soared into the heavens from the Sword Sect, a hush fell over the Moon Temple.
The once lively hall became eerily silent, so much so that the drop of a pin could be heard.
Duan Yisheng slowly slumped in the seat symbolizing the leadership of the Star Sect, his eyes vacant as he gazed at the hollow expanse of the dome above.
Immense sorrow swelled within his Heart Lake
