Yun Lintian stared at the statue in astonishment. The woman in the statue was simply a taller version of Hongyue. Her facial features were practically identical.
This revelation sent a jolt through him, shattering the fragile pieces of his understanding. The inscription in the labyrinth mentioned a champion, a woman who wielded the Moon Scepter. Now, he stood before a statue of a woman who looked exactly like Hongyue, in a city that mirrored the architecture of the Divine Moon Clan graveyard.
The weight of the connection was undeniable.
But how could this be? Hongyue hailed from the Divine Moon Clan, a celestial clan lost to time. Yet, she existed in his world. Was this all just a cruel coincidence, a cosmic joke playing on his sanity?