This temple couldn't be found by others except Jin Rou since it was too far and dangerous. Not even the wise sages would dare to set foot here. As the place was filled with lethal aerial poison, no living things could survive for a single second.
Of course, with Han Li's immortal immunity to all kinds of poisons, this was just a walk in the park.
The temple had a rundown plaque. It was used to be respected by many people of the distant past. However, they fell from grace because of their arrogance.
Above All. It was the written words in the plaque. Although it was too old, it still emanated an aura, something which was like a roaring lion filled with glory.
Jin Rou couldn't help but sigh. The demise of the temple was inevitable no matter what they did to save themselves. Regrets came in the end, and they were fated to perish along with the river of time and cruelty of the dao.