Broken Moon Clan, morning.
The faint mist that surrounded the Sky Moon Mountain gave off a dazzling shine as it reflected the sunlight.
The mountain was green and full of magnificent, elegant buildings.
The buildings on the Sky Moon Mountain were much bigger than they were two years ago, and the figures of the Clan disciples hurried around.
It wasn’t hard to see that, after Master Haiyun became the new Clan Master, the Broken Moon Clan’s overall strength and size were rising day by day and were completely different from two years ago.
In mid-air, the azure Floating Crest Palace hovered in the sky while a layer of lightning surrounded it like some kind of legend.
In the entire Broken Moon Clan, only the Floating Crest Palace’s aura was faint, as if forgotten.
In front of the mountain.
“Who dares to come here?”
Two disciples guarding the hill looked coldly at a young man who was approaching.
