Is this Doushuai Temple?
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
Especially Li Qingyue, who possessed the damaged Furnace of Eight Trigrams. The artifact spirit had mentioned Doushuai Temple to her more than once and urged her to set off. Could it be that she arrived here today?
However, that legendary location could rival Yujing, surpass the Grotto Heaven Above the Nine Heavens, and stand outside the realm. How could it fall to the ground?
Qin Ming, Xiang Yiwu, and others felt that these stones might be remnants left from ancient architecture.
Li Qingyue asked where on earth this place was, wanting to communicate with the vague consciousness.
Under the pitch-black night, there were many scattered stones, some as small as a hand, others as large as a lying ox. All could convey simple words.
"Fire burns Nine Heavens, you are... Doushuai Temple..." A slightly larger stone emitted an unclear wave of primitive consciousness.
