"Young Master Wei! The Hidden Moonlight Secret Realm is about to open; we have to run faster!" A tired, anxious voice echoed.
Its owner was a young man no older than twenty, with a cultivation level in the early stages of the Ancestral Emperor Realm.
In the Mortal Heaven, he would be an unparalleled genius, one in a trillion births.
But here in the Celestial Heavens? He barely qualified as mediocre.
"I know, just keep running, Peng Tao!" Chen Wei shouted to the young man following him, increasing his own speed as well.
He was Chen Wei, the young master of a small regional family in the Fallen Moon World.
The young man accompanying him was Peng Tao, his most loyal servant.
Gritting his teeth, Chen Wei quickened his pace even further, his eyes fixed on the horizon.
His face was smeared with blood, and his sword dripped with the red liquid without ceasing.
It was obvious that he had encountered some trouble along his path.
