Chapter 487: Temple of the Sun (1)
The villagers focused their attention on the mercenaries, which was great for Shen Yanxiao. She could make use of that opportunity to make haste toward the Graveyard of the Sun from that end of the village.
Shen Yanxiao wanted to get the Skeleton Flower as soon as she could and then rescue the Cave Wolves Mercenary Group’s members from the village. Even though she was curious about the nature of that weird village, she had no time to wonder about it.
There were simply too many bizarre things in the world, and curiosity would always kill the cat. Sometimes, if one knew too many secrets, it would jeopardize one’s life.
When she made up her mind, Shen Yanxiao rushed toward her destination with the Vermillion Bird in tow.
She had only just left the village when its inhabitants caught the rest of the mercenaries.
She could hear cries of dismay and taste the pungent blood smell in the air as it continued to spread in the darkness of the night.
It was not a big village, and Shen Yanxiao and the Vermillion Bird moved speedily. A few moments later, they had arrived at the end of the village. They were at the exit, and they could see the area outside of the village as the moonlight cast its light onto the ground. Nothing grew in the desert, and there were only stones on the hills.
Shen Yanxiao stood at the exit and turned around to look at the village in the dim light of night. That smell of blood in the air had covered the serene and peaceful village with a veil of odd and horrible atmosphere. The mercenaries’ bellows had vanished into the night. Only some occasional hoarse roars continued to linger.
Shen Yanxiao lowered her eyes and took a deep breath. She took Vermilion Bird’s hand and stepped into the territory of the Graveyard of the Sun. They had finally left the village that was poles apart in the day and at night.
Perhaps someday she would be able to go back there to figure out its secret. It was not the time to do so then!
The Graveyard of the Sun was once a temple that belonged to the God of the Sun. That was the place where his worshippers went to pay tributes to him. The palaces had stood majestically once upon a time ago, surrounded by cheery chirps from the birds and the delicious fragrance of flowers. An endless stream of worshippers would wait there as they begged for the gods to bless them.
The Brilliance Continent got its name because the God of the Sun had favored and blessed the land.
It had always been a continent enveloped by brilliant things, and its people lived in the God of Sun’s blessings.
However, all that was good and beautiful were driven into oblivion the moment the battle commenced. The magnificent temple had turned into a battleground for those two mighty races. Their appearance spelled an end to the continent’s serenity, and blood and lost souls covered its land.
Severe flames of war had tested the temple. After tens of millions of years, its ancient glory wore down, and the Temple of the Sun became a thing of the past. Gravels pile on the cracked ground, and the area had been off-limits to the humans.
The Graveyard of the Sun covered a vast area; it was as big as a city. It would not be easy to find a small Skeleton Flower in such a deserted place.
Shen Yanxiao and Vermilion Bird stood in the ruins of the Graveyard of the Sun and looked at the big mess in front of them.
“This is where the God of the Sun fell?” Shen Yanxiao at the place in tatters. She could not see past the rubbles and imagine that the site had been the magnificent Temple of the Sun tens of millions of years ago. Yet, she could sense the horror of the battle that had happened there.
“This is where the sun rises, and this is where it sets.” The Vermilion Bird was in the air. He had no expression on his face.
It did not matter if it was the gods or the demons who dealt the first fire, as far as the magical beast was concerned, there was no right or wrong between those two races. Magic beasts were only loyal to themselves and their masters.