Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

The Krasarang Forest is located at the southernmost tip of the ancient Kalimdor continent. Many rivers run through the jungle, and abundant water resources nourish the entire land.

In addition, one of the four gods stationed in Pandaria, the guardian temple of Red Crane Chijing was built here.

In the Red Crane Temple in the middle of Krasarang Forest, as many as dozens of monks guarding the temple set up formations on the square with mysterious positions.

The demigod Chi Jing stood in front of the main hall of his temple, looking intently at the middle-aged pandaren sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation.

Red Crane Chi Jing looks like a magnificent crane. The plumage and tail feathers on the head are fiery red, and the snow-white body and wings are dotted with a little black color, as if the bright red magic pattern drawn with a brush is engraved on the whole body.

Warm crimson flames surrounded Chi Jing, and the unique demigod power of the scarlet crane provided support for the formation formed by the temple guardian monks in the square.

The pandaren sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation looked quite old, wearing a seemingly simple but extraordinary body-building training suit. At this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was worrying about something.

Chi Jing's gentle voice reached this person's ears, "Shaohao, don't be so tense, relax your body and mind. Since you have decided to get rid of your own confusion, you must first enter a state of deep meditation."

"Yes, Master Chi-Ji."

The pandaren named Shaohao took a deep breath, took a mask from a monkey-cheeked hozen beside him, put it on his face without hesitation, and then used the monk's meditation method to make him His brain gradually became ethereal.

When Shaohao sank his consciousness deep into his heart and gradually lost his perception of the outside world, a little fluctuation suddenly appeared in the big formation in the center of the square, and the crimson aura shrouded in the field began to flicker slightly.

"come yet……"

Chi Jing's eyes were fixed, and the whole body was radiant. The monks who guarded the temple also changed their postures of sitting cross-legged and jumped up from the ground.

The cyan true air flow was injected into the formation below them, and the black ominous aura overflowing from Shaohao as the center was gradually condensed together under the drive of the formation, and gradually had a staring figure similar to a solid one.

As the shape of this figure became more and more solid, the guardian monks gradually saw the appearance of this "monster".

It was a strange energy body that could not be described in words. Since it appeared, this monster has been absorbing the nourishment for its own strength from the bewildered monks present—desperate emotions.

"The centipede is dead but not stiff."

Red Crane Chijing suddenly uttered a sentence full of oriental cultural philosophy, and he stared closely at the monster that stretched its teeth and claws, trying to condense an entity in the material world.

"The seven sha demons born from the wreckage of the seven Y'Shaarj have always influenced Pandaria. This is one of them, the Sha of Lost, a collection of desperate emotions in Pandaria."

The leader of the monks in Zhuhe Temple asked anxiously, "Master Chi Jing, is it really just trapped in the formation like this? What if..."

Chi-Ji shook his head and said, "Believe in Shaohao. As the contemporary emperor who gathers the respect of all the people of Pandaria, if he can take the lead in overcoming the despair in his heart, we can greatly weaken the Sha of Wang's strength."

"Aw!"

After absorbing enough nourishment, the Sha of the Lost was finally able to speak.

"Stupid mortals, don't even try to seal me! Facing your inescapable fate, struggle desperately!"

Sha Wang's words were full of indescribable dark power, and the monks present almost at the same time presented the most unacceptable scene in their lives in their minds.

Desperate emotions permeated the Red Crane Temple, and the black air was repeatedly sucked into the body by Wang Zhisha, who was like a treasure, laughing wildly.

"Hold your breath! Try to think back to happy things, don't be completely overwhelmed by negative emotions!"

As the eye of the formation, Chi-Ji increased his power output, and the warm power that nourished people's hearts gushed out from the ground in the formation, and the monks who were in despair found themselves for a short time.

Shaohao in the center of the formation was oblivious to everything that happened outside, and the Monkey King stood by his friend's side to take care of him scratching his ears and cheeks.

The valiant king of the hozen is not afraid of head-to-head combat, but he is powerless in this kind of spiritual confrontation.

...

After being introduced to live in the Palace of Seven Stars in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, the night elves' envoys visiting Pandaria were finally able to officially settle down.

The exhausted Shandris had a good night's sleep, and the fatigue accumulated on the way was gradually easing.

The Valley of Splendid Blossoms has always maintained a state of blooming flowers under the action of some magical power.

The beautiful scenery outside the Seven Star Hall and the endless golden rice fields made Shandis and others who went out to watch the scenery gradually relax their tense nerves.

"This land is amazing."

Leanera leaned on the railing on the second floor of the Seven Stars Hall, admiring the beautiful scenery of the Fairy Blossom Valley with a look of amazement.

"The food cooked once a day, even the Well of Eternity can't do this kind of miracle?"

Shandris shook his head and said, "Perhaps the Well of Eternity can also do it, but the Highborne who control it prefer to regard it as an endless source of arcane energy."

"Due to the influence of the energy of the Well of Eternity and the constant temperature magic circle that envelopes the territory of the Dark Night Empire at all times, our people are not short of food."

"Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible for the Highborne to release the power of the Well of Eternity and let it do more things to serve the people."

"Tsk!"

Reinera smacked her lips in displeasure, "Selfish! The Well of Eternity belongs to all night elves. Why can only the high elves use its energy?"

Shandris was noncommittal to Reinera's statement, and this issue was one of the sources of conflict between the highborne and the commoners.

The lower night elves hope to use the energy of the Well of Eternity effectively so that it can benefit the entire Night Empire.

The Druid sect headed by Cenarius hopes to maintain self-discipline in the face of the powerful temptation of the Well of Eternity, only use its power within a certain limit, and avoid excessive use of this most dazzling treasure in Azeroth. Attracted by enemies who covet it.

However, Cenarius' efforts failed to achieve results in the end. Relying on the research on the Well of Eternity, the Highborne desperately recruited the demons of the Burning Legion from the Twisting Nether.

In order to wait for the pandaren's further reply, the members of the envoy could only wait patiently in the Seven Star Hall for the time being.

Vota Moonscar is trying to communicate with the Pandaren. He wants the Pandaren to allow the use of the magic net in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, so as to get in touch with the main force of the rebel army far away on the outskirts of Zin-Azhali.

"Plop!"

At this moment, the heartbeats of all creatures in Pandaria suddenly increased, and an ominous aura came from the south of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

"this is……"

Shandris held her beating heart with her hands, and looked up at the distant sky in surprise.

Wisps of black lines rise from the far south, and the members of the special envoy who don't know why are very flustered.

"Guests, please don't worry, it should be back to normal soon."

A benign-looking old pandaren walked up a flight of stairs with a cane, and the special envoy ambassador Wota stood beside him.

"Everyone, let me introduce you."

Wota stood up and explained, "This is the chief executive officer of the Pandaren Empire, Prime Minister Liu Li."

Liu Li smiled and cupped his fists and bowed slightly to Shandis and the others, "Please forgive me, His Majesty Shaohao is sealing the demons in the Red Crane Temple in the south."

"As long as the ceremony is successful, His Majesty will come back as soon as he receives my notice. Before that, please wait patiently."