Land of the Red Moon

The weather changed.

Everything rumbled.

The hearts of all living beings boiled.

The statue of the ruler that stood on the Repentance Plain had experienced many eras since ancient times. He… finally moved!

His two arms, resembling pillars supporting heaven and earth, exuded a majestic aura. With a force that could destroy the old and bring forth the new, he lifted a mighty wind with the power of his palms.

The wind howled and echoed in the surroundings. The void collapsed in front of his palms, all the rules and laws were reduced to dust by his hands.

They weren't the hands of a cultivator, but almost like the hands of a god.

These two giant hands, now, with a resounding echo that shook the ancient and modern, slammed onto the Red Moon Star!

He held It tightly.

His hands fixed the Red Moon Star in the sky.