Ten minutes later, in the forest in the south of the mountain.
The crooked mahogany pillars supported a dilapidated old temple. The ground was scattered with debris, and the roof showed signs of man-made repair. Unfortunately, human strength could not stop the speed of its destruction, and sunlight still leaked from above.
The entangled ivy had already eroded more than half of the building and was about to break through the eaves. However, because it was too thick, it faintly provided some support for this dilapidated temple.
"This is the Earth Temple?" Ji Jing stepped onto the bluestone slab at the entrance. It was covered in weeds and moss, and her original appearance could hardly be seen.
This place looked even more desolate than the room that had been struck by lightning in the Taoist temple. It was hard to imagine that this was the place where the lively and persistent Earth Guild lived.
