Chapter 487: The Sun Temple (1)

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At the moment, the villegers were only focused on that group of mercenaries; this was a good opportunity for her. She could take advantage of this time to quickly enter the Sun Graveyard that was on the other end of the village!

Right now, Shen Yanxiao just badly wanted to quickly get the Skeleton Flower and rescue the four Cave Wolves Mercenary Corps members. As for what was going on in this village, despite her curiosity, she did not waste her time to ponder over it.

There were a lot of strange things in this world. As the saying goes, 'curiosity kills the cat'. Sometimes, knowing too much will lead to one's death.

After she made up her mind, Shen Yanxiao immediately rushed towards her destination with the Vermillion Bird.

Almost immediately after she left, those mercenaries were captured by the villagers.

Mournful screams echoed throughout the small village, and the pungent bloody smell pervaded the night.

Since this village wasn't that big, and Shen Yanxiao and Vermillion Bird were very swift, they arrived at the end of the village in just a short moment of time. From that part of the village, they could see the area beyond the small village. Under the moonlight, the jumbled stones were stacked into hills in that barren wasteland.

With just a few more steps, they could leave this small village.

Shen Yanxiao stood at the exit, she turned around and looked at the village under the dim light of the night. The serene peace of the day had already been clouded by the smell of blood in the air and the strange atmosphere filled with terror. The cries of the mercenaries had gradually disappeared into the darkness, only the hoarse roars that echoes in the village could be heard.

With her eyes hanging low, Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath. She pulled the Vermillion Bird and went towards the Sun Graveyard, leaving the small village that was totally opposite from the day and night.

Perhaps she will soon find out the secrets of this village, but not now!

Sun Graveyard, a place that once been called the Sun Temple. Before the battle between Demons and Gods had been opened, this was a place where people worshiped the God of Sun. Once upon a time, there were numerous palaces, flowers and birds here, there was an endless flow of people that come to worship and to beg for the God of Sun's blessings.

A a huge reason for the origin of the Radiance Continent was that this continent used to be the land of the God of Sun.

It had always been shrouded in light, people bathed in the sun and the blessings of God.

But when the curtain opened up a war against the demons and the gods, all the beautiful things had gone in an instant. The former temples became battlefields of the two races, countless Gods and Demons had ruined the peace of the land with their blood and soul.

Going through the flames of war, and with tens of thousands of years whittling away, the Sun Temple had no longer had its brilliance from before. Littered with rubbles, yellow and dry chapped ground, this place had become a forbidden area for humans.

The area of the Sun Graveyard was not small, it was enough to hold a large city. In such a barren wasteland, looking for a tiny Skeleton Flower was not a simple matter.

Shen Yanxiao and Vermillion Bird stood in the ruins of the Sun Graveyard, watching all the mess before them.

"This is where the God of Sun fell?" Shen Yanxiao looked around the devastated land before her eyes, she could not see through these ruins the glory of the Sun Temple thousands of years ago but could feel the fierce battle between the Gods and Demons.

"This is the place where the sun rises and where the sun had fallen." Vermillion Bird was suspended in mid-air without any expression.

The God Race, the Demon Race, for magical beasts, there was no good and evil, magical beasts were only loyal to themselves and to their masters.