"Huh?"
Lu Ran felt his blood boiling with excitement.
The ancestral court of Taoism?
Is it really that impressive?
Not long after.
"It's right ahead, let's go down," Cen Yunuo called out to Lu Ran.
She herself couldn't control the Abyss Bone Dragon.
How the Abyss Bone Dragon flew was entirely up to Lu Ran's maneuvering.
Lu Ran looked up.
Ahead, amidst the swirling clouds and mist, there indeed was a grand architectural cluster of a Taoist temple, looking ancient and timeless.
Carrying a deep and ancient aura.
Lu Ran couldn't help but straighten up, hurriedly maneuvering the Abyss Bone Dragon to land on the mountain path.
Wondering if directly flying the Abyss Bone Dragon in would be a bit impolite.
After landing.
Lu Ran looked up along the mountain path.
From a looking-up angle, the scale of this Taoist temple was even more massive.
