Drawing the eyes on a dragon.
The eyes of the City God statue shone with a mysterious and brilliant golden light, and in the instant they opened, the entire aura of the City God Temple transformed dramatically, sweeping away its previous dilapidation.
Outside, the dusk was dim, contrasting sharply with the vibrancy here, as a beam of golden light pierced a corner of the eaves, shooting straight up into the sky.
The golden light scattered in all directions, and under its refraction, this City God Temple finally looked like a true temple dedicated to the City God. Even though there was no incense burning in the incense burner, nor golden paper burning in the brazier, the saying goes that a mountain is not revered for its height but for the presence of an immortal. Thus, this clay statue of the City God now possessed a bit of divine essence.
The golden relics seemed to form a bridge, connecting Chen Yi with the City God statue.
