When only a pile of burnt ashes and a huge fish skeleton were left in the temple, Su Li stood quietly for a moment, then slowly walked towards the temple entrance, looking up at the sky.
The faint golden glow on the River God Temple was waved away by her hand, followed by a massive change in the sky.
The horizon, which was gradually showing a glimmer of light, suddenly fell into a deeper shade of ink.
Thick black clouds rolled like boiling water, a harbinger of bad omens.
Lightning, like a swimming dragon, split the dark clouds, roaming above the temple, carrying the wrath of thunder.
Continuous rumbling sounds echoed, and a thunderbolt as thick as a barrel struck down, causing the temple where Su Li stood to collapse with a loud crash.
"Aunt, don't stop me, my mother, my mother is buried under the temple...."
The child was tearful and terrified, wanting to run towards the temple, but Ms. Yan held his arm tightly.
