Jiaye Temple.
The barren desert ended here, with the Jiaye Temple surrounded by continuous mountains, merging with the sky to form an endless, stunning scroll of beauty.
Su Yie, Xiang Yu, and Zhao Rulong arrived at the foot of Jiaye Temple's mountain, and before he could speak, Ling Sang's voice transmitted down to them.
"Come up."
Upon hearing this, the three of them walked up the stone steps.
Along the way, Su Yie was taking in the scenery—it was his first time stepping through the gates of Jiaye Temple and into the mountain.
A refreshing fragrance drifted down from the mountain, similar to the scent of camellia, soothing and uplifting to the spirit.
Xiang Yu was also looking around at Jiaye Temple, full of curiosity about the legendary holy place.
Zhao Rulong, on the other hand, was quite calm, clearly not his first visit to Jiaye Temple.
