The night was dark, and the moon was high.
The village chief took matters into his own hands, dispersing the Poison Barrier surrounding the Dragon King Temple.
The water demons nurtured by the poison turned into gusts of black resentment, temporarily diving into the dark river water.
The grandiose temple appeared before my eyes.
I initially thought the so-called Dragon King Temple was just a small temple with red walls and glazed tiles that one might find among the commonfolk.
But I had never imagined it would be so magnificent. Just standing at the entrance, I was stunned by the towering temple doors, and the painted divine statues I could glimpse from here.
One could only see their knees, which indicated the immense size of the sculptures.
Suddenly, a small shadow flickered from an angle.
With a slippery scamper, it charged towards the great hall on its short legs, stumbling along the way.
The creature exuded Demon Qi yet appeared small in stature.
