Opening the Heavenly Gate with a Single Sword (2)

It was evident that the temple of Hua Xiangrong, erected years ago, had fallen into neglect over time. As the years passed, people ceased to visit, and even the newborns were oblivious to the site, which had now faded into obscurity.

Li Qingshan looked around but didn't find anything. The temple was on the verge of collapse. It was already a miracle that it didn't collapse. In another year and a half, it would collapse. At that time, everything that Hua Xiangrong had done would disappear as time passed.

"Have you inquired about those who witnessed that night over a hundred years ago?" Li Qingshan asked A'wei.