Tanaris Desert——
The towering heavy walls of Ahn'Qiraj rise high, completely isolating the underground Titan relic of Ahn'Qiraj Temple from the outside world. Powerful magical barriers seal this ancient city occupied by the Qiraji.
Under the vigilance of the Night Elf Sentinels, this place has remained silent and peaceful for thousands of years.
The ancient deities buried underground are brewing sinister schemes and wicked plans.
But today, this tranquility is destined to be shattered.
Mo Fei stood on the desolate sands of Tanaris, gazing at the towering gates of Ahn'Qiraj, the peculiar Ahn'Qiraj obelisks, and the ruined temple before him, curling his lips slightly. What a familiar sight indeed.
The memories of fighting alongside Emperor Shenwu to slay C'Thun were still fresh in his mind. Thinking back, Ner'zhul must have started collecting the essence of the Old Gods from that moment, eventually having his body overtaken by the Will of the Void.
