Lin Yue's figure vanished into the darkness.
As the space rapidly twisted and distorted, by the time the light returned to his eyes, he found himself standing within a somewhat dimly lit great hall.
The hall was incredibly spacious, with its four walls built from blocks of greenstone. These walls bore numerous lifelike and mysterious reliefs. Giant stone columns thick enough to require several people to embrace them supported the vaulted ceiling, upon which were inlaid countless Bright Pearls forming the sun, moon, and stars—glorious and regal, they conveyed a sense of grandeur and majesty.
This was evidently the antechamber of the Great Yu Imperial Mausoleum. Deep within, one could see a colossal bronze gate, from where a chilling aura seeped out.
"Finally..."
A somewhat familiar sigh suddenly broke the silence.
