The wind whimpered as it moved through the desolate land of the Moon Worship Region, transforming into a tragic melody that seemed to be telling of the distant past.
Sandstorm rose and permeated the world, merging with the dim sky, making it difficult to distinguish between the two. Only faintly, one could see a long convoy, moving forward in this haze.
The convoy was formed by huge metal cages. Inside, countless members of the Mirror Image Race and the Heavenly Mask Race were enveloped in despair.
In front sat two people. Their ages were separated by a generation.
The old man wore a mask, and so did the youth.
The expression on the mask was quite exaggerated, radiating dedication and devoutness, as if it were constantly in a state of worship.
âThe race that offers tributes to the Red Moon Shrine needs to wear this mask. This is a ritual set by the temple and also the right to offer tributes. Fortunately, I did such a thing in my early years and have this identity.â
âAs for the destruction of the two racesâ alliance, such a thing is nothing in the Moon Worship Region. They are just two small races. The Red Moon Shrine is high and mighty. Under normal circumstances, they wonât care.â
âEspecially towards the end of the Red Moonâs arrival, the tributes would have already been collected for countless years. This period is actually the most frenzied time for all the races.â
âHowever, I still have to make some preparations. Iâll handle this matter.â
In the sandstorm, Duanmu Zangâs calm voice entered Xu Qingâs ears.
Xu Qing lifted his hand and touched the mask on his face before nodding. The captain had mentioned this in his intelligence regarding the attitude of the Red Moon Shrine toward all living beings.
Today was the ninth day since they left the holy city.
There was still half a monthâs journey to the designated area of the Red Moon Shrine. Over the past few days, Xu Qing had been thinking about what Duanmu Zang had said a few days ago.
âAre you still thinking about the matter of the souls of all living beings entering the temple?â Duanmu Zang turned his head and looked at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing fell silent. After a long time, he looked into the distance at the dim sky and spoke softly.
âSince ancient times, has anyone truly struggled out of the curse and reincarnation of the Moon Worship Region?â
Duanmu Zang shook his head.
âNever.â
Xu Qing thought of the captainâs previous life. Just as he was in deep thought, Duanmu Zang suddenly spoke.
âHowever, there are some people who have been trying and working hard.â At this point, Duanmu Zang looked at Xu Qing with a deep gaze. There was a hint of probing in his gaze as he spoke.
âThe Red Moon isnât eternal.â
Xu Qing and Duanmu Zang looked at each other and nodded slightly. He could tell that this sentence was like a secret code but he didnât know what the continuation was.
Duanmu Zang waited for a moment and couldnât help but ask.
âArenât you going to say anything?â
âThe Red Moon isnât eternal,â Xu Qing said in a low voice.
Duanmu Zang fell silent.
A long time later, he sighed and removed his mask, rubbing his forehead.
âXu Qing, do you know about the Moon Rebel Hall?â
Xu Qingâs expression froze. He had never heard of this organization and the information given by the captain didnât include it. Hence, he shook his head.
Ever since Duanmu Zang said the words âMoon Rebel Hallâ, he had been paying attention to Xu Qingâs eyes, as though he was confirming something. Seeing Xu Qingâs reaction, he didnât speak anymore.
Xu Qing didnât ask. He could tell that this organization was mysterious and hidden. If he rashly probed, it would cause a misunderstanding.
The convoy continued forward.
Another seven days passed. They walked past the plains, crossed the mountain range, and got closer and closer to the center of the eastern area. At the top of a mountain, Duanmu Zang took a sip of wine and spoke after making a decision inwardly.
âXu Qing, I believe youâre not from the Red Moon Shrine.â
When Xu Qing heard this, he looked at Duanmu.
âMoon Rebel Hall is a mysterious organization that has existed in the Moon Worship Region for a long time. Its history is as ancient as that of the Red Moon Shrine!â
âIts origins are unknown, and it has been destroyed multiple times. However, after every arrival of the Crimson Goddess and the subsequent withering and revival of all life, this organization reemerges.â
A strange glint appeared in Xu Qingâs eyes. It existed as long as the Red Moon Shrine. This was enough to show that this Moon Rebel Hall was extraordinary.
What was even more astonishing was that it could still emerge after being destroyed time and time again in this Red Moonâs Spirit Enclosure.
The Crimson Goddess might be in a deep sleep now, but it wasnât like this in the past.
Duanmu Zangâs voice rang out again.
âThe Moon Rebel Hall is filled with people of the Moon Worship Region who want to struggle and resist. Their dream is to one day undo this ancient curse and overthrow everything.â
âAlthough this dream is extremely remote, it is still a hope.â
âThey are also working hard for this. Although the members canât help each other in reality, they are all studying the way to neutralize the curse.â
When Xu Qing heard this, some waves rose in his heart. When he was in the mine, he had also studied the curse but he didnât go deeper. This required a large number of experiments.
Duanmu Zangâs voice contained some emotions as it continued to echo in Xu Qingâs mind.
âThe identities of every member of the Moon Rebel Hall are a secret. No one knows who others are. Protecting yourself from being exposed is the first element of the Moon Rebel Hall.â
âBecause the Red Moon Shrine has been constantly eliminating members of the Moon Rebel Hall. In fact, some of these members are infiltrators from the Red Moon Shrine itself.â
Duanmu Zang drew in a deep breath and turned to look at Xu Qing.
âThe Red Moon isnât eternal; hope is what lasts forever.â
âXu Qing, you might really not be a member of the Moon Rebel Hall but I feel that you will definitely come into contact with them in the future. If you want to join the Moon Rebel Hall, you can go to the Bitter Life Mountain Range.â
Duanmu Zang remained silent, closed his eyes, and continued to journey forward.