Chapter 2123: Chapter 2121: The Holy Moon Sect Is Nothing Special

The Flame Dragon Continent is quite vast.

The immensity of this world almost surpasses the scope of human calculation and measurement.

Boundless and infinite are the only words that can describe it.

And the Central Region, being the center of this continent, is equally enormous.

Thirteen thousand regions, a number that inspires dread in Martial Artists.

Above the Central Region, countless beings, ninety-nine percent of them, cannot see it completely, nor appreciate all its wonders within their lifetime.

These wonders are all splendid.

Either breathtakingly beautiful, marvelously crafted, perilously strange, or...mysteriously unfathomable!

In the central part of the Central Region, where the center meets the periphery, there is a high mountain.

No one knows the name of this high mountain.

Only that this high mountain has existed for countless years, uniquely ancient.

The mountain, towering tens of thousands of zhang high, spans an area a hundred li wide.

The mountain is not desolate, but rather densely forested and lush.

Among them are ancient towering trees, vivid and brilliant flowers.

In the mountain, there are no demon beasts.

Only some common wild rabbits, wild boars, and the like.

The hundred-li area appears just like any ordinary mountain forest.

But, how can an ordinary mountain forest expand over a hundred li?

How can a typical mountain forest have no demon beasts, not even the weakest ones? After all, this is the perilously unpredictable Central Region.

Moreover, how can such a high mountain grow such lush greenery?

But on this mountain, it indeed is so.

And because of its ordinary nature, this hundred-li lush range on the mountain appears extraordinarily peaceful and harmonious.

A peaceful and pleasant place is hard to find elsewhere in the Central Region.

In the eyes of all Martial Artists in the surrounding area, this mountain resembles a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

To cultivate within such a range must be an exceedingly carefree and pleasurable activity.

Yet, no Martial Artist has ever stepped onto this mountain.

Nor has any Martial Artist ever managed to thoroughly appreciate the wonders within this range, even if they can control the air to fly high, even if they can gaze across thousands of li.

This mountain’s range seems to possess an inexplicable repulsive force.

But, it is said that every night, especially when the bright moon hangs high, the lush area atop this mountain becomes exceptionally radiant and beautiful.

At night, when everything should be at rest, the towering trees here thrive even more, and the flowers and grasses bloom more vividly.

Under the moonlight’s illumination, the entire lush land glows with brilliance, resembling a splendid moon palace.

If a common Martial Artist could step inside, they would surely discover that within this outer world that defies clear observation lies another space.

And within the space is another...Outer World.

And if one could enter this Outer World, they would surely behold a vastness exceeding millions of li.

Almost like a realm in itself.

Inside, mountains, rivers, and lakes are all present.

Inside, rules are formed on their own, the sun and moon turn, and time flows just as it does outside.

Inside, there is even a vast dangerous place containing countless fierce demon beasts.

Of course, these demon beasts are all raised by the owner of this Outer World.

At the same time, it’s likely no one expects that in this Outer World, an unprecedented grand event is happening on this continent.

Looking closely, at the center of this Outer World resides a sect.

The sect is like an ancient behemoth, situated here.

Within the center of the sect is a gigantic martial arts arena.

Its scope is around one li wide.

Though seemingly small, it contains ancient prohibitions, rendering the entire martial arts arena indestructible, sufficient for Martial Artists to compete vigorously.

Around the martial arts arena, there are major forces.

The Hidden Hundred Families, a plethora of Family Heads and hidden experts.

The Eight Palace Masters, Eight Palace experts.

Of course, among them are the renowned overlord forces of the Central Region, like the Beiyin Sect and the Eighteen Mansions.

Also, the Five Great Academies, Heavenly Hidden, Five Fools, Golden Dawn...

And at this gathering of mighty forces, nearly everyone’s gaze is fixed on one cold and proud genius.

This is a sword-wielding genius, standing arrogantly in the martial arts arena.

The sword in hand is entirely black.

Contrast this genius’s cold pride with the astonished stares of nearly all the powerful figures around.

The surrounding other geniuses mostly display expressions of resentment, even indignation.

Even a few monstrous talents of the supreme category cannot help but furrow their brows.

In the martial arts arena, before this sword-wielding genius stands a woman in a moon-pattern robe.

At the moment, the woman is being pushed back dozens of steps, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

"Holy Daughter, you are defeated."

The chilling and indifferent words spill from the genius’s mouth.

The woman in a moon-pattern robe is the Holy Moon Sect Saintess, the strongest among the younger generation of Holy Moon Sect; among the Hidden Forces, she is first on the Phoenix List; one of the few top monstrous talents in the Central Region.

The woman nods indifferently, wiping the blood from her mouth.

"The Forget Sorrow Sword Mo Youu, truly lives up to its name." The woman bows slightly, face showing neither joy nor sadness.

The woman’s words are extremely indifferent, clearly unconcerned with victory or defeat.

Lowering her hand, she turns and leaves.

The genius standing proudly in the martial arts arena is Mo Youu.

Mo Youu’s cold gaze sweeps across the gathered geniuses and monstrous talents.

Wherever the gaze lands, even those highly proud geniuses from various hidden forces cannot help but grit their teeth, unwilling to collide with this gaze.

"Hidden Genius? Hidden Monster? Hmph, just a joke." Mo Youu sneers dismissively, standing with his sword.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, they are welcome to come forth for a match."

No geniuses or monstrous talents respond.

In the spectator seats, an elderly man wears a surprised face yet nods, "From the beginning of the grand event yesterday, it has only been a little over a day."

"Since this guy stepped onto the stage, he has never stepped down, fighting against various geniuses and monsters continuously, undefeated till now."

"Merely a Supreme 9996 Dao cultivation, yet managing to suppress all present geniuses and monsters, even defeating the Holy Moon Sect’s first on Phoenix List."

"Remarkable, remarkable, indeed worthy of being that individual’s direct disciple."

The elderly man gazes at Mo Youu with a look of awe, then at Senior Luoo in the Eight Palace seats.

In the spectator seats, nearly all hidden experts fix their gazes on Mo Youu and Senior Luoo.

Gazes towards Mo Youu are filled with awe.

Gazes towards Senior Luoo are purely of fear mixed with reverence.

Just then, a particularly jarring voice of disdain emerges from the spectator seats.

"Hmph, Forget Sorrow Sword Mo Youu? A mere Supreme 9996 Dao cultivation worthy of such arrogance and disregard?"

"Are our hidden geniuses a joke? What does that make you?"

"If you didn’t have the Sword Emperor Origin, your meager cultivation wouldn’t be worth more than trash before us."

As the voice falls, all eyes turn toward the speaker.

The voice comes from the Baili Family’s seat.

Speaking is the Baili Family’s Young Master of the generation, Baili Huasha.

In the martial arts arena, Mo Youu’s arrogance remains undiminished.

A cold gaze fixes directly on Baili Huasha.

"Indeed, today in defeating all of you hidden geniuses, it’s not I, Mo Youu."

"It is this Sword Emperor Origin."

"Why do you boast, why are you smug?" Baili Huasha sneers.

Mo Youu’s gaze suddenly turns cold, "This Sword Emperor Origin belongs to Junior Brother Xiao Yi."

"I’m telling you, if Junior Brother Xiao Yi were alive today, you’d be equally unable to withstand him."

"Hidden Hundred Families, ultimate monster? Hmph."

Mo Youu snorts coldly, his gaze abruptly turning toward the chief seat outside the martial arts arena.

The chief seat belongs to the Holy Moon Sect.

"Your Holy Moon Sect, merely so."

Mo Youu stands with his sword, his arrogant words echoing around.

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