"The Sacrificial Temple's door has opened!"
As they watched Yang Qing approach, then saw the Sacrificial Temple's door—which no one had ever managed to touch—actually open, the villagers erupted in excitement.
They had stayed here to await a Fated One who could help them leave this place.
Now that the Sacrificial Temple had opened, didn't that mean the man before them was the person they had spent years waiting for?
But they had also come from the Demon Domain...
They should have been burned at the stake.
These two conflicting beliefs immediately left the villagers feeling that matters had become thorny.
Moreover, both were rules handed down by their ancestors, and neither could be broken.
As the gap between the Sacrificial Temple's doors widened, a dark gleam flashed in the village chief's eyes.
It vanished almost at once.
His face began to brim with the same wild joy as the villagers'.
"Heaven has blessed us and sent the Fated One! We are saved."
As he spoke, he took the lead in kneeling before the Sacrificial Temple and bowed in devout worship.
The other villagers all knelt behind him.
The Sacrificial Temple had opened. They could escape the calamity that threatened to wipe out their entire people.
Everyone's gaze settled on Yang Qing, who stood at the Sacrificial Temple's entrance.
Yang Qing, however, was watching the temple doors slowly open before him.
Then, through the gap, he saw a painting hanging in the center of the Sacrificial Temple.
A painting he recognized at a glance.
It was the painting he had previously seen in the Ruins.
The painting that had burned to ashes.
It seemed his earlier suspicions had been correct. This little village, including the Sacrificial Temple that had fallen from beyond the heavens, was connected to the Eastern Radiance