Boundless moonlight poured down from the heavens, making Moonfall Cliff resemble an ocean of lunar nectar.
Cultivators stood all around the Moonfall Cliff area.
They operated their Cultivation Techniques, absorbing the exceedingly pure moonlight Primordial Qi.
At this moment, Fang Yang, along with his uncle and sister from the clan, arrived at Moonfall Cliff with light steps.
They found a remote corner, keeping a clear distance from the others, ensuring no one was disturbed.
'Moonfall Cliff... a place to be nourished by rich moonlight...'
Fang Yang lowered his gaze, surveying his surroundings.
In truth, they had arrived late. Before long, the moonlight would dissipate, and the area would return to its usual quiet.
But there was nothing to be done. They had, after all, taken a detour from the northern end of Guanlin.
No matter how fast they traveled, the journey still took time.
