For him,
there was only darkness here as well.
With every step he took, he had to face the deepest fears in his heart.
Finally,
he stood amidst the mist of the inner mausoleum.
...
...
In front of the Wine God's seat, a figure in a swirling robe appeared.
Qianye had not continued her vigil over the Four Seasons Wilderness.
She was well aware.
In such a moment, the grand array of Qingzhong no longer needed her as a guardian... The chaotic clouds above the dome, those surging, disordered streams of Extraordinary Essence, began to densely rush towards the inner mausoleum.
Without the restraint of the grand array, this Extraordinary Essence would no longer flow slowly.
"Qianye..."
The young man smiled.
He closed his eyes but lifted his head.
"The 'Divine Presence' in Da Du that time, it was your doing, wasn't it?"
The Tomb Guardian did not answer.
