The plaque hanging by the entrance was covered in cobwebs, hanging crookedly and looking utterly dilapidated.
The main gate was caked with a thick layer of dust.
Anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was an abandoned Daoist temple deep in the mountains!
Yun Yin pushed open the door, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
"This isn't actually the original grounds of the Cyan Cloud Temple. In our glory days, the Cyan Cloud Temple occupied an entire mountain and had tens of thousands of disciples."
"But when our sect's founder and the others went out to vanquish evil, they encountered a fiend comparable to a Golden Immortal and were all wiped out. That fiend then found its way to our Cyan Cloud Temple and devoured all the high-ranking members and disciples within the sect."
"At the time, I was away training, which is how I escaped that calamity."
