Chương 390: Sparring

The entrance to the temple was adorned with massive stone pillars, weathered by time and encrusted with sand. As the group crossed the threshold, a cool breeze carried the faint scent of earth and ancient wisdom, a refreshing respite from the desert's relentless heat.

Inside, the temple unfolded into a series of interconnected chambers and hallways, illuminated by soft, natural light streaming through carefully crafted skylights and small, intricately designed windows. The walls bore murals depicting desert landscapes, geologic formations, and the interplay between light and shadow.

A grand altar dedicated to the Earth Spirit commanded attention in the main chamber. Carved from a single, colossal block of sandstone, it embodied the strength and resilience of the earth. Intricate patterns etched onto its surface told tales of creation and balance. At the same time, offerings of precious gemstones, vibrant flowers, and rare minerals adorned its base.