The bright moon and the dazzling stars had lit-up the sky. The radiance of the moon made it look as magnificent as a bright-silver spoon. In fact, its lustre made it look like something out of a dream.
Almost everyone was exhausted after the last day's fierce competition. So, it was calm and peaceful everywhere.
Several influential clans from the Middle Three Heavens had come to participate in the competition. So, most of the people from Jiang Hu had left the scene because they knew about their hopelessness in the situation. Moreover, no one knew when-and-where the so-called descendants of Ask the Heavens Sword and the Underworld Saber had vanished.
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, "Hand over the Moonlight Sword to me!"
People saw a stunning sword-light soaring high into the sky. A man could be seen fleeing at a lightning speed; he was being closely followed by another man with a sword-light.
Then, both the men disappeared.
