Song Shuhang left the Nameless Temple. After a while, his heartbeat had finally returned to normal.
At this time, the stream of visitors that had come here to pray was as unending as before. During the past few days, only aunties and grannies had come here to pray. But now, there were also many young men and women.
When Song Shuhang left, four young men and women went inside the Nameless Temple.
A girl among them asked in a low voice, "Lin Yue, is the statue of the Nameless Celestial God as incredible as you said?"