Li Qingci had a dream.
It was a long stretch of a dream... In the dream, she saw Divine Temple Mountain teetering on the edge of collapse, with rows upon rows of figures standing below it. They were more terrifying than the Black Flowers that blanketed the hillsides, quietly surrounding the base of the mountain.
She was alone.
Unable to prevent these people from climbing the mountain.
They ascended along the mountain, showing no regard for the place that the Protector had painstakingly maintained for six hundred years, because it was already sufficiently dilapidated, overgrown with the Black Flowers of Silent Annihilation. Thus, when they began their destruction, they were utterly ruthless.
Everything smashable, burnable, tearable... was utterly destroyed.
However, this was the only fortunate thing amidst the misfortune.
The temple had nothing left to destroy.
