The temple lay ahead. The outer wall of the temple was covered in large swathes of blood, and several corpses were propped up against the wall, their chests and abdomens pierced by more than one Sharp Arrow. The blood beneath their bodies had coalesced, congealing around a long intestine.
All the arrows had white feathers.
The temple was pitch dark inside, and it seemed something had been added to the table where the maps were laid. There was also a figure standing motionless against the wall.
Wei Yuan's steps slowed even more. He wanted to enter the temple to take a look, but he felt some trepidation. Suddenly, rapid footsteps sounded from behind him. Wei Yuan spun around in an instant, his long spear already charged with Dao Power.
