At this moment, the wind and Moon Garden was filled with shock and confusion.
Just as Yunxiao was sitting on the throne and resting, a beam of light appeared naturally and enveloped him. Then, the seven Thrones resonated inexplicably and slowly rose into the air, forming an array.
Everyone stared blankly at the seven Thrones in the sky, which were connected in a line, and all the beams of light were converging on Yunxiao. They immediately thought of the martial technique inheritance that ruan zimao had mentioned earlier, and their hearts were filled with unspeakable envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Ruan zimao trembled with jealousy. The Supreme martial art of Red Moon City, a divine ability that no one had been able to inherit for ten thousand years, had been inherited by Yunxiao in front of him. If ning keyue had not been here, he would have rushed forward to interrupt the inheritance even if he would have been seriously injured.
