The bright moon hung high, and a gentle night breeze was blowing. Looking out across the entire surface of Yao Light Lake, it seemed as if it was covered in a jade-like glow, elegant and magnificent. Occasionally, an unknown type of fish leapt out from the lake, drawing a silver trail in the night, like a dream, like a fantasy.
Above the sea of clouds, Luo Feng walked leisurely in the void, appreciating the moonlight around him. In his mind, flashed the events of over the past year, his thoughts surged like tides.
Since leaving Purple Sun School, so many things have happened in just over a year.
However, finally, he had reached this point today.
"The number one of the young generation in the Canglang Dynasty!"
Luo Feng took a deep breath, his eyes shining brightly in the night.
