The stars were so bright that they made the moon look dim. The shadows of the trees were dancing in the wind like demons.
Under the moonlight, a person in a green robe was holding a long blade while walking on the road.
Although he was going to do something that risked his life, he felt that it was worth it because he had already experienced a great deal throughout the twenty years in the Jiang Hu.
...
When Meng Qi arrived at the Samsara Square, the statues of mythical creatures, the white-jade floor tiles, the misty surroundings, and the Central Light Pillar had come into his sight. All of them looked so familiar as he had been here many times.
However, the state of mind of Meng Qi was no longer the same as before - he was neither feeling tense nor excited. He was just looking at this place quietly.
Since the Tree of Da Dao had been retrieved, there was no need to exchange anything else.
