Li Qingshan crouched on the roof, taking quick, small steps.
Soon, he arrived at the Taoist temple of the Turtle Spirit Saint Mother.
The temple was grand in scale, a lavish wooden structure shaped like a gigantic turtle. It was over thirty meters tall and a hundred meters in length and width.
Beside the temple flowed the "Submerged Turtle River"—a river comparable in size to the Huangpu River.
With the dim light of the lanterns, one could see the plaque above that read "Turtle Mansion."
It was said that hundreds of years ago, Fenghua City was just a small fishing village. The local fishermen worshipped the Turtle Spirit Saint Mother for good harvests, and over time, the Turtle Spirit Saint Mother became a True God, and the village evolved into a city.
Li Qingshan jumped down from the roof and immediately felt a wave of coldness; there were no signs of anyone in the vicinity.
