Ye Hongyu walked over and wiped clean the plaque above the door, revealing the three words: Mountain God Temple.
After seeing it, she went inside to rest her feet.
The moment she entered the temple, she was met with a chaotic scene: a fallen incense burner, broken window frames, dust-covered tables, and spiders that tried to flee at the sight of a stranger.
Everything indicated that no one had come here in a very long time.
Ye Hongyu frowned as she looked at the Mountain God's statue before her.
The people of the surrounding area had portrayed it as compassionate and sorrowful for the world, yet in the face of man-made disasters, it could only stand here and gradually be forgotten.
After searching the ground for a while, Ye Hongyu found several broken incense sticks.
She lit them and placed them in the restored incense burner. As the incense smoke rose, the Mountain God Temple finally gained a faint trace of human presence.
Ye Hongyu bowed, then turned and left.
There was only one god in the Haotian World: Haotian. Yet when Ye Hongyu came to the Mountain God Temple, she still paid her respects.
There was no special reason for it. This had once been a place of worship for a group of people. In the endless passage of time, people had once come here, and perhaps others would come again in the future.
After bidding farewell to the Mountain God Temple, Ye Hongyu continued onward.
Before long, a mountain stronghold appeared before her. There were not many people in it at the moment, and those on guard stood about in a disorderly fashion.
Ye Hongyu did not reveal herself. Instead, she found a place and continued waiting.
With one look at the stronghold, she knew that the target