In the village, the chirping of birds resonated with incessant twittering.
The songs of insects and birds were much more abundant here than elsewhere, with birds frequently flying past, perching on the branches, and the dappled sunlight filtering through the treetops was warm, lacking the cold desolation of other forests.
Following this stone staircase, Fang You advanced step by step.
One step per stair, refusing to hasten even a single step.
After a full half-hour, he finally reached the end of the stone steps.
Before him lay a magnificent expanse.
Huge stone pillars stood erect, guarding the flagstone path that led to the central area.
Time had left its mark here, but it did nothing to diminish the grandeur of the place, only making it seem more ancient and weathered.
A profound sense of weight hit him.
