Caleb Li's heart pounded in his chest as he stepped into the ancestral shrine, his breath hitching at the sight that greeted him.
The air was thick with an ancient, almost palpable energy, and the shrine itself seemed to pulse with an eerie quietness.
Before him stood hundreds upon hundreds of mythical beasts, each one crafted from an unknown material that seemed to shimmer with a life of its own.
Dragons, phoenixes, and creatures he couldn't even name adorned the space, their forms so lifelike that Caleb half-expected them to awaken at any moment.
As he cautiously moved forward, Caleb couldn't shake the feeling that the eyes of the beasts followed his every step, their gazes piercing into his soul.
It was as if they were not merely sculptures, but guardians of some long-forgotten secret, watching over him with an otherworldly intensity.
Re: God of Formation