The ancient temple was shrouded in twilight, where millennia-old dragon sandalwood burned silently, tendrils of smoke curling around.
Threads of twilight streamed down through the cracks in the dome.
Light and shadow shifted, intersecting and intertwining.
In front of a tilted, damaged stone statue, Taihua stood with hands clasped behind her back, quietly raising her head to gaze upward, her phoenix robe fluttering in the wind.
Her silhouette was steeped in loneliness, yet her golden robe shimmered brilliantly in the twilight.
After a long time, alchemical array patterns began to light up on the stone floor, intricate and arcane gold symbols rippling outward. Phantom-like silhouettes coalesced like specks of light, eventually solidifying into form.
Fifteen figures in total.
Among them, thirteen were branch directors from various jurisdictions.
In addition, there were leaders of two special departments.
The leader of the Nightwatch Department, codenamed Lin Dong.
