The bright moon hung high above Yin Yue, its cold moonlight falling upon her. Though she appeared as a young girl, at this moment, in the eyes of the other Martial Artists, she was sacred and noble.
The Empress of the Moon Soul Race!
Unlike their unfamiliarity with Dongfang Canglang, many disciples of the Super Sects, like Jiang Chen and others, were aware of the existence of some ancient Remnant Races. They understood what the moon above Yin Yue's head and the crown represented.
It symbolized the supreme throne of the Moon Soul Race!
The ancient Remnant Races, in terms of numbers, naturally could not compare with the major Super Sects, but because of the existence of bloodline talents in each family, the number of strong practitioners at higher levels was no less than the various Sects.
"Yin Yue?"
Lin Chen turned his head to look at Yin Yue, not expecting her to appear here at this time.
