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The interior paths of old tombs were at least two meters wide. They were all constructed using entire slabs of stones several thousand catties in weight. These stones were carved with vivid, lifelike patterns, as if they had walked into a luxurious palace.
One could see stones reflecting light where the torches lit.
Shang Yangjun had never entered a tomb before. The Barbarian Tribes had a saying that they never came here in life and would never go there in death, not even for burial. However, she had also heard that among the many nations of Primordial World, the higher one’s position or the more illustrious one was, then the more they cared about what happened after their death.
Cultivation had nine Realms, starting from one to nine, but the path of ultimate pursuit was none other than to be indestructible like the primordial. However, in truth, even the best Divine Name Star Generals were unable to free themselves of Invested Deity tribulation.
Therefore, regardless of layman or cultivator, everyone would, when their time came, use great engineering or great power to construct a mausoleum, to vainly attempt to use this mausoleum’s constructed world to continue cultivating after eternal sleep. Perhaps they may even resurrect one day. Furthermore, QI Lin was also aware that after the Register Of Deities opened, countless ruins and tombs listed on it would also awaken. However, these types of mausoleums were all extremely dangerous.
The current ghost tomb was constructed in a very inauspicious place. To Qi Lin, this was not something to treat lightly.
After walking for a few hours and several changes of medicine, Shang Yangjun also gradually grew accustomed. However, looping around inside the tomb’s corridors left the girl somewhat gasping for breath. Qi Lin made use of his prior experience as a government archaeologist to brave the passage.
The deathly stillness of the mausoleum was suffocating.
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