There was a reason why the forest of the fallen moon had that na - two, to be precise.
The first was that it was in a dark region, surrounded by mountains that hid it from the sun for almost the entire year.
Its only form of illumination was a huge rounded stone, floating a few thousand ters off the ground, surrounded by crystals of Qi that shone brightly.
That was the second reason: Similar to a fallen moon, illuminating a forest that spread for thousands of kiloters.
Against this scenary, the Tang family's gigantic flying ships tore through the sky, stopping just a few kiloters from the valley that connected the forest of the fallen moon to the dead lands.
"When will the landing begin?" Qingyi asked, hugging Biyue from behind, his groin pressing against her plump, juicy ass while his hands went up to her bountiful breasts, squeezing them tightly.
"Nghnn~~ right now... the flying ships have to get back to the family as soon as possible..." Biyue gasped, lting into Qingyi's embrace, her beautiful green eyes focused on the forest ahead, bathed in soft false moonlight.
After a mont of silence, she spoke: "My older brother used to bring here when I was a child. It was dangerous, but he always managed to convince his father."
"Hm..." Qingyi followed her gaze, fixated on the false moon that hung above everything. "Have you ever been to that place?"
"No..." She shook her head. "Yandu always said it was too dangerous for a child."
"Well, it's a good thing you're not a child anymore, isn't it?" Qingyi flashed a mischievous smile and a smack echoed as his hand sank into Biyue's plump, shapely, bubble butt, squeezing hard.
She blushed intensely, shuddering for a brief mont before nodding.
Indeed, she was no longer a child.
"Then let's go. Your officers can take care of the rest." Qingyi said.
Without even waiting for Biyue to reply, he jumped out of the cabin window, flying towards the false moon that illuminated the forest with its elegant bluish light.
Biyue hesitated for a brief mont before sighing and following right behind him.
It wasn't long before she realized why her older brother was so hesitant to take her there.
The density of Qi was increasing more and more, becoming increasingly violent.
Of course, far from causing damage to a body like hers, but still capable of easily tearing a mortal apart.
Qingyi landed on top of the false moon, closing his eyes softly, feeling the pure breeze sweep through his hair.
That was sothing he genuinely appreciated about that world: as long as he wasn't directly in demon territory, the air was pure, free of any trace of the industrial pollution of the world he used to live in.
Feeling Biyue land gracefully beside him, he wrapped his arms around her thin, delicate waist, pulling her against his chest.
Imdiately afterwards, the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword shone brightly, dozens of female figures of transcendental beauty materializing around them.
"Oh... so beautiful!" Elize exclaid as she held up her small, delicate hands, trying to capture the luminous fragnts that broke off at every step on that false moon.
From the forest below to the great mountains that rose up around it, everything was bathed in a veil of ethereal, bluish light.
Everything there was beautiful
"Ah... I almost forgot!" Qingyi suddenly rembered sothing, taking the last protective ring he had bought and putting it on Biyue's finger.
"Is that...?" She covered her mouth, unable to believe her eyes.
Of course, it didn't take her long to realize that all the other girls wore the sa kind of ring - but what did it matter?
This was her ring. Hers and no one else's.
She was about to reply when she saw Qingyi's expression change dramatically.
His eyes glowed a deep purple as he abruptly turned around.
"Biyue, call the main army..." He ordered, his voice losing all warmth as he gripped the Heaven-Defying Sword tightly.
In the distance, he saw the thin film separating the demonic Qi of the Deadlands from the pure Qi of the Forest of the Falling Moon shatter.
Biyue seed confused by that request, but that confusion was soon swept from her body. Her trembling hands imdiately grabbed the token and activated it.
An intense crimson light suddenly exploded on the horizon, ripping through tens of kiloters in the blink of an eye and hitting one of the flying ships perched on the ground - splitting it in half.
Heartbreaking screams echoed as the weakest were torn apart. Only those above the crystalline core realm could barely withstand the pressure of that attack.
At that mont, Biyue noticed.
A man was floating gently in the air, watching them with disdain.
His face was dignified and cruel, a pair of broken black horns rising from between his night-black hair. Its blood-red eyes swept over everyone present, focusing mainly on Ruyan.
"Father..." Ruyan was barely able to utter before she felt Biyue's Qi explode beside her.
"Wait!" Qingyi roared, trying to grab Biyue - but it was too late.
The poisonous beauty broke through the skies, her eyes blazing with a crazed rage as the dying figure of her father appeared in her mind.
She couldn't control herself in the slightest. Her body poured out a cloud of cruel poison, causing the forest below to wither and die, trees lting in on themselves.
Above her, a gigantic serpent with crystalline scales appeared out of nowhere, stretching for hundreds of ters, its mouth leaking a poison even more lethal than the one released by Biyue.
This entire cloud of poison converged into a single point in the shape of a blade, flowing towards the demon cult leader's heart.
He didn't defend himself, nor did he think it necessary, just opening his hands, accepting Biyue's attack.
The mont this attack hit him, it was as if the world had lost all color other than the green of Biyue's poison, flowing towards the demon cult leader's body at absurd speed, like a flathrower.
"You'll pay for what you did to my father!" she roared, expecting to see Mochen's badly wounded figure.
But that's not what she saw; quite the opposite.
"Oh... I see now... daughter of a tiger, little tigress is... even fiercer than her father, in fact. Hahaha!" Mochen laughed, his eyes settling on Qingyi's rapidly approaching figure, positioning himself next to Biyue.
Qingyi opened his mouth to say sothing for her, but was interrupted by Mochen.
"I don't have ti for small flies, kid. Don't think that defeating my pathetic son gives you the right to challenge ." Mochen punched the air casually. "Get out."
A blast of compressed air left his fists, flowing towards Qingyi's face.
That was an attack strong enough to instantly decapitate any cultivator at the peak of the Renaissance Realm.
But that wasn't what happened to Qingyi.
His head was violently thrown back and the trees still alive beneath his feet swayed wildly with the shockwave.
"Ah..." Qingyi spat out a thin gulp of blood, his eyes now also injected with anger. "Now it's my turn, right? I hope the leader of the demonic cult doesn't have any problems with a few broken teeth."
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