The moon was bright.

A wooden crane flew through the faint white clouds. For Lin Xi and the others on the wooden crane, the moon above their heads seemed especially round, especially snow-white, making one unable to help but produce the wonderful illusion of flying within this bright moon.

Of course, under the cover of darkness and clouds, this type of illusion was something those on the ground had no chance of experience.

Below them was a brightly lit glorious great city.

This was one of Xiangshui Province’s most bustling great cities, Prosperous Cloud City. It was still three provinces away from South Tomb Province.

Even the fastest military intelligence needed time to arrive. A bit of delay was inevitable even between the front line cities and military, let alone among the civilians.

Prosperous Cloud City’s people were still living peacefully.

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Meanwhile, at the same time.

On the city gate tower of South Tomb Province’s Nine Peace City, City Supervisor Zhuo Hezhi stood...