"Didn't you say there are several more temples? Maybe we'll find something at the next one," Lady smiled and comforted.
Wu Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly felt a stirring in his heart.
This place has undergone multiple renovations, losing its original appearance.
If he could see what it looked like before... would he obtain the clues he wanted?
"Wait a moment!" Wu Heng took out the Truth Engraving Knife.
The four ghosts simultaneously looked at him.
It seemed they guessed what he wanted to do.
Wu Heng focused and held his breath, attempting to silently meditate on his thoughts.
As his thoughts arose, the engraving knife began to move, drawing complex runes that hovered in the air.
With the final stroke completed, the runes silently seeped into the air.
Instantly, the entire grand hall began to change abruptly.
In silence, the pillars twisted and deformed, the frescoes faded and then became vibrant again, as if time were rapidly reversing.
