While everyone's attention was completely focused on Jiang Liuyun's attempt to seize the River Soldiers from Xing Ying, Ye Que crept quietly toward the altar at the middle of the Great Hall.
A voice there was continually calling out to him, or rather, to the Gold Python of Divine Energy within him.
The altar was smashed into pieces upon the emergence of the Divine Tool. Naturally, no one else paid further attention to it. In fact, no one even so much as glanced at it.
Ye Que walked up to the altar and bent down to observe the magical enchantments and Sanskrit words that had crumbled off, as well as pieces of stone scattered all over the floor.
He dug the bits of stone away to find more of them underneath. There was nothing extraordinary to be found. He frowned and placed his hand on the ground lightly.
It was icy cold!
"Strange? There's obviously something here, but why can't I find it?"
<The formation within the Imperial Mausoleum restricted anyone above the level of Starburst Realm from entering. The eight people who had followed Jiang Liuyun into the Great Hall possessed an incredible amount of Divine Energy at this moment. It was completely abnormal, and it was not within the restrictive limits of the formation. Of course, not all laws were made to be unchangeable. If the people who broke into the Mausoleum were more powerful than those who built it, naturally, they would be able to completely disregard the laws governing the place. Evidently, the eight mysterious characters did not possess such great powers. What other methods could allow this to happen? Many sects had tried to circumvent the problem before entering the Imperial Mausoleum, but all of them failed. With the Secret Key to the River Soldiers in hand, the chances of Mount Shu obtaining the artifact were greater, no matter what effect it really h
The mouth of the underground cave was hardly large enough to enough adequate flow for the water from the violent Luo River to fill up the entirety of the main hall quickly. Nevertheless, the water was rising noticeably. Jue Shuo from the Judicature was the first to spring into action; without any shred of hesitation, another look into the main hall, nor any forlorn longing for the Divine Tool, he roused the company, with Li Jianqi in tow, and everyone rushed toward the entrance of the cave. The rushing flow of water coming in would flood the passage coming into the hall with water from the Luo River by now. The hall, where the Divine Tool had manifested, was a perfectly-furnished circular chamber with no other way out. Even in the presence of a secret passage, it would be impossible for the company to find the mechanism to open the portal in a short time in the midst of the turmoil. The most direct way would be to retrace their
The moon was reflected on the water, its image so pristine like a mirror's impression with plumes of clouds clustered together like a fortress in the sky. The waters of the 3000-mile long Luo River had flooded the subterranean Imperial Mausoleum, turning the place into an underwater necropolis, lost and submerged in the depths. Ye Que swam with Red Bean on his back, passing Lake Mingjing, the forest of obelisks, the passage of mermaids, the apothecary furnaces around the Giant Tree, and the halls of the golden mountain. Finally, he reached the main portcullis of the golden palace. He had encountered not a single person on his way there; everyone else he had encountered along the way before had disappeared and there were no corpses too, as if they never existed. As if everyone and everything had been consumed by this huge magical formation. Everything around him was colorful yet peculiar in the mysterious blue world of the under
Xiao Huating was indeed gambling. However, she wasn't betting on Li Chunyu's victory. It didn't matter to her who would win. All she needed was to convince the Second Prince to start the counter-attack, so the massive army of the Ye Family could go on an expedition to the grassland with legitimate reasons. The crows cawed when the moon went down and the fog misted up. Li Chunyu was holding a secret letter that he had waited for a very long time. It seemed that by telling him the approaching cavalry from the grassland, Xiao Huating was thinking for his future, wishing for him to make great contributions to the nation—on the condition that all her words were true. After all, the cheating and deceiving that were taking place within the imperial court were way more outrageous than anyone could've thought. As a prince and a promising candidate to the crown, he must think thoroughly before making any decision, because any mistake could bring him i
It snowed for an entire night in Luoyang City. At dawn, the invitational memorial from the Ye Army was delivered into the palace. Xiao Huating received affirmation from Li Chunyu. The latter had readily agreed to even the request for Ye Yunhai to accompany him on the conquest. He seemed to have made up his mind to become the Second Prince. Of course, this had caused the minute guilty feeling in Li Chunyu's heart to disappear. The hearts of Emperors were made of steel and cold as ice. Since Li Chunyu had such an ambition, it was natural that he made such requests of himself. However, he could not have imagined that Xiao Huating's goals were aligned with his to a certain degree. Li Chunyu had promised his father to never allow the Ye Army back into Luoyang—not even a single steed. Likewise, Xiao Huating was not planning to allow the souls of 200 thousand soldiers slip away from her grasp. She had spent the past two
Snowfall on Mount Mei was slightly stronger than that in Luoyang, and a chilly wind was blowing. It howled across the mountain, and the secluded valley, with its shriveled grass and single flickering flame looked far from civilisation and pitiful. There was a small pile of firewood in the cave now, and a fire was burning beside it. Not far away from it lay the still unconscious Red Bean. Her soaked long robes had already been dried by the fire, but it was obvious that the temperature in the cave was still a little cold for her. Her eyes were shut, and she kept shivering. At the same time, her brows were tightly furrowed, and it was evident that she was suffering. Ye Que stood serenely beside the fire. He was holding onto a wooden stick, and a snowcock was pierced through by it. The feathers of the chicken had been plucked cleanly off, and its innards had already been dug out, leaving only the tender flesh of the bird on the sti
Why did his heart beat 52821 times? Ye Que had begun counting when both his and Red Bean's heart were beating to the same rhythm, up till the time when hers began to beat irregularly. Ye Que knew that the woman he was hugging close to his chest had already awoken when he sensed the difference in her heartbeat. Otherwise, it would not have undergone such a change. Instinctively, he lowered his head to look at Red Bean. He realized that she was still nestled in his chest and had not moved at all. There was not even any difference in the regularity of her breathing, and she looked as though she was a newborn child. Her eyes were still tightly shut, and her long eyelashes did not blink at all, as if she was deep in sleep. Ye Que knew that she was already awake, however, and wanted to wake her up when he realized that he was hugging her. What should he tell her after waking her up? How could he explain himself? In an instant, Ye Que
After eating the whole wild boar, Red Bean patted on her stomach and wiped her mouth contentedly. A small mountain of pig bones was piled up next to the fire, and there was no meat left on the bones. All the meat had been eaten. "Are you full now?" Ye Que asked, sitting next to her. He was really shocked now after watching Red Bean to eat the whole wild boar from the beginning, because the weight of this pig was about to catch up with two of her. So how could this whole wild boar be loaded with such a little belly? Ye Que's expression was now full of curiosity. "Half full, maybe." Looking at Ye Que, Red Bean said casually, "I will eat it later, now I have to consume the calories." "Half full!" After hearing the answer from Red Bean, Ye Que decided not to talk anymore. This little girl was too anomalous. How could she eat meat so fierce like a monster? If he could smell any Demonic Qi on Red Bean, Ye