There was a reason why the forest of the fallen moon had that name - 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 meters 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 kilometers.
Against this scenary, the Tang family's gigantic flying ships tore through the sky, stopping just a few kilometers 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.
