ividual cultivators from the Moonlit Realm. This blood debt must be repaid!" A middle-aged cultivator named Wu Zhan, with surging qi and blood, stood tall like a mountain. His eyes blazed with battle... two paces, covering dozens of meters in an instant. His movements were without any trace of anger. His voice was flat and emotionless, yet undeniably domineering. No one dared to question the consequ...