Beyond the gate, one could also vaguely make out ruined banner poles, ornamental pillars, and other decorative structures.
From these traces and buildings, it was faintly apparent that this daoist temple might once have flourished in its day.
But what this daoist temple had been like in the past was naturally not something Su Shi'er and Ling Yue Shang cared about at this moment.
After merely sweeping their gazes over it once, the two quickly looked through the temple gates toward the interior.
Before them stood a hall named the Spirit Official Hall. On either side of the Spirit Official Hall stood a two-story pavilion.
The one to the east was the Bell Tower, with a great bell hanging within.
The one to the west was the Drum Tower, where a great drum had been placed.
Bell and drum—the evening drum and morning bell so often spoken of.
Unfortunately, after the ravages of countless years, the great bell and drum atop the Bell Tower and Drum Tower had long since become battered beyond repair.
The two rapidly swept their gazes across the area, yet saw no sign of Mo Huaikong or the Demon Cultivators fighting within the Spirit Official Hall, Bell Tower, or Drum Tower.
Neither found this surprising.
Before coming here, they had already seen a rough layout of this daoist temple on the map Ren Lingrong had provided.
The temple was built as a two-courtyard compound, and its true main hall lay behind the Spirit Official Hall.
If there truly was anything valuable in this daoist temple, it went without saying that it would be in or near the main hall.
The Ancient God Ruins were a strange and perilous place. Even after the grand formation of the Ancient God Ruins had been broken, cultivators within its bounds