Under the gloomy purple sky, the dilapidated building stood quietly.
What he saw was a three-story Taoist temple with green tiles that had collapsed.
The tiles were covered in dust, and the bells on the eaves were rusted.
The red paint on the pillars of the building peeled off, revealing the gray and white interior.
One of the two stone lions standing in front of the door fell to the ground and shattered.
The other was missing half of its head, leaving only a broken eye. It was coldly watching the outside world.
He looked at the group of uninvited guests.
Su Mo and the others stood on the grassy stone slabs.
Facing the dilapidated Taoist temple that was so close to them, they only felt a faint chill in their hearts.
According to the initial plan, they were the only ones closest to the team.
From the moment they found the signal to the moment they arrived, they had not wasted any time.
