Just as Ling Feng was comprehending the ancient stone statue infused with the thunder rule inside Moxue Mountain Manor's inheritance cave, something unusually strange happened to Manor Master Mo Qiuhua.0

Night fell, the bright moon hung high, and Mo Qiuhua was seated in her training chamber, cultivating in silence.0

After advancing into the king tier, martial practitioners no longer needed sleep to restore their energy and had long stepped beyond the limits of ordinary mortals.0

For decades, Mo Qiuhua had always passed every long night through meditation, never falling asleep.0

Yet on this night she unknowingly drifted into slumber, and the moon above seemed strangely eerie.0

"Where...0