Lin Xun, Luo Jia, and Shun Baixuan immediately realized the urgency and severity of the situation from Miss Le’s attitude.

Therefore, no one showed any hesitation or tardiness the moment the battle began.

Swish!

Lin Xun seemed to flicker through space as he rushed forward. The mysterious temple depths were filled with dark winding paths that appeared to have no end.

Moreover, there was restriction power everywhere, forcing Lin Xun to be cautious and careful as he advanced.

The scenery began to change as he progressed deeper into the temple.

The ground was littered with traces of battle such as claw marks, palm imprints, and ashes.

There were shocking scenes of devastation everywhere.

A great battle must have occurred here in the ancient era, leaving traces that even countless years were unable to erase.

Soon after, Lin Xun came across a stand of old and mottled bells. However, it was broken and stained with traces of golden blood.

These blood stains had clearly dried countless years ago. However, merely looking at them caused Lin Xun to feel a pounding divine aura. It felt like the abyss, and it squeezed his soul until...