Feng Li ignored the people behind him and continued to move forward.

Fengli had never been to this place before.

I heard that Feng Qiongcang built a mausoleum specially for the late emperor. No one can be allowed in without his order.

However, Lord Night was not an ordinary person. When he came, the guards opened the door.

"Your Majesty, it's been too long since no one has gone in. I think you'd better not go in."

Han Ying stood beside Feng Li, wanting to stop him.

Feng Li didn't listen to anything and walked straight in.

Han Ying seemed to have something unspeakable, but he didn't stop him.

After passing a short grotto, a large cave appeared in front.

Standing at the end of the road and looking down, there are models made of stones below.

There are people, animals, and some half-human, half-animal things that I can’t tell what they are.

Among the strange-shaped stone sculptures is a magnificent coffin.

The late emperor's body was placed in this coffin made of gold.

Feng Li looked at the messy stone carvings below for a while, then said calmly: "What kind of ceremony is this?"

In the past, the body of the late emperor was not placed here, but outside.

Later, Feng Qiongcang had people re-decorate the tomb.

Feng Li had been fighting abroad during that time and didn't ask much about things here.

Today is the first time in the past ten years that he has celebrated July 14th in the capital.

"It's a formation made by the eminent monk specially invited by the emperor."

Hanying's gaze also fell below.
Chapter completed!