Woosh!
Right before the entrance of a small cathedral, a building that appeared to be new and still in the middle of construction, a crack in the void appeared.
The crack was as thin as the breadth of a hair, barely noticeable. There were two guards who were standing at the entrance of the temple with their spears pointing towards the skies.
Their lazy posture straightened in shock and fear when they saw the crack as it widened enough to fit a person through it.
Clank!
Guided by their fear, they immediately pointed their spears towards the gap in the void before them, the darkness that seemed to ensnare their minds, swallow them alive, twisted and tangled, before three figures stepped out of it.
The guards, who had never seen a scene like this in their lives, were frozen in fear. Their hands trembled, and the spears in their hands dropped to the ground.
Leading the group, Noah stepped forward, followed by Xin Yan and then Widow Ah Shi.
