Clouddream Village was silent after nightfall.
Though the truth behind Clouddream Village's monster legends was most likely that villagers transforming into fish demons at night were scaring themselves, limited by their cognitive barriers, the villagers still cut down on going out at night. Even the lights in their rooms were extinguished early.
On the dim streets, only Shen Yuan's footsteps remained.
The Dragon Lord Temple stood to the east of Clouddream Village, already close to the waters of Dongting Lake.
According to the boatman, the place where the Dragon Lord Temple stood had once been part of Yunmeng Great Marsh. Only after Yunmeng Great Marsh dried up did the ancestors of Clouddream Village establish a settlement here and build the Dragon Lord Temple to worship the Dragon Lord.
In truth, this was not the only Dragon Lord Temple across the entire Dongting Lake region, but Clouddream Village's Dragon Lord Temple was undoubtedly the one that had received incense offerings for the longest time and been preserved most completely.
As he made his way toward the Dragon Lord Temple, Shen Yuan observed the other details of Clouddream Village.
Though Clouddream Village was a village, it was far larger than an ordinary one, and the layout of its roads and the structures of its houses were rather particular.
Every building seemed to be guarding the Dragon Lord Temple in the east.
By the cold moonlight, Shen Yuan finally saw the Dragon Lord Temple in its entirety.
Rather than a temple, the Dragon Lord Temple before him looked more like a palace shrunk several times over. It lacked any dazzling gold-and-jade ornamentation, yet exuded an indescribably ancient and imposing majesty.
The walls, piled from enormous stones, were carved with all manner of mythological tales. Though most had decayed beneath the wind and rain