Senior Sister Song Hua

As Xiao Ming stood before the Martial Arts Pavilion, a faint yet unmistakable aura of antiquity filled the air, a tangible testament to the sect's rich history.

The Heavenly Moon Sect, indeed, had stood for centuries, its influence woven deep into the fabric of time.

The pavilion itself was a sprawling structure, architecturally intricate—its design a harmonious blend of functionality and elegance.

At its core, there was a compact central building, surrounded by four wings that sprouted from each of its corners, including the left and right angles.

These wings seemed like extensions of the main structure, yet each had its own purpose, contributing to the overall grandeur of the martial arts complex.

What caught Xiao Ming's attention, however, were the translucent domes perched atop each of these buildings.