Chuzheng didn't see the Tongtian Temple, only the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.
According to Xuan Ying's memories, the place that should have been the Tongtian Temple was rebuilt into a gigantic white jade plaza.
Several white jade pillars towering into the mist stood on the plaza.
They were spread irregularly across the white jade plaza; just as Chuzheng wanted to go over and take a look, Xuan Ying pulled her back.
Chuzheng glanced back at him.
"There's a formation."
Xuan Ying plucked a twig from nearby and flicked it toward the plaza.
As the twig landed, the huge white jade pillars suddenly began to rotate, faint light rising from the ground and reflecting upon the pillars, revealing strong and graceful characters.
Chuzheng felt those characters looked somewhat like names...
Xuan Ying's brow slightly furrowed, his eyes somewhat dim: "This is the Divine Seal, how could it be moved here?"
