"The people buried here are all the strong men who followed His Majesty back then."

As they walked, Xia Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

How many of those travelers from the past are left now?

No one was seen.

Even His Majesty has a big problem.

When he thought of this, Xia Yuan speeded up.

Soon, they came to a corner of the Tomb of Heaven.

There are graves dug here, but they are empty inside.

Xia Yuan made seals with his hands, shouted "Ji" in a low voice, and an ancient soul lamp slowly appeared.

It's just that the soul lamp has no light at all.

"His Majesty!"
Chapter completed!