In the world of the Moon Rebel Hall, the shock and commotion caused by the light emanating from the highest temple gradually subsided as time passed and the gate didn't open.
The anticipation was gradually replaced by disappointment.
Even the light in the highest temple dimmed. When only the faint light was still flickering, regret rose within everyone.
"Actually, there has always been a legend circulating in the Moon Rebel Hall."
"Legend has it that the Red Moon Crimson Goddess once placed a curse on the predecessor of the Moon Rebel Hall, cursing it… to never have a new master."
"Therefore, since ancient times, the light of the highest temple has flashed and shaken many times. However, from the start to the end, its gate has never opened once."
The two deputy hall masters in the air sighed softly.
