The temple of the Law King was enshrouded in dusk, covered in a layer of dark clouds.
Outside, torches were lit all around, with monks bustling to and fro. Even not far away, a few small marketplaces could be seen conducting transactions, with cultivators from immortal sects maintaining order. Should one obtain any treasures within the Law King's temple, they could quickly be sold at a fair price.
Such an environment might seem peaceful at first glance, but Su Heng could sense the lurking crises beneath the gloomy clouds.
Withdrawing his gaze, Su Heng took a step forward.
Whoosh!
He quickly arrived at the towering city wall not far away.
A girl in red sat cross-legged on the grey-black crenellations, her slender figure silhouetted in the bright moonlight that gave it a silver sheen. A chilly wind, carrying the frosty bite of distant snowy mountains, lifted a few strands of her dark hair on her pale cheeks.
"Ah!" Ling Weizi got such a fright that she nearly leapt off the wall.
