"I don't want what you copied," Lin Qianjun said with a squinted eyes.

"I can also copy the soul..." Gao Ziyou said unconvincedly.

.....

The two of them were talking and entering the imperial tomb of Daxia.

The restrictions outside the imperial tomb seemed to be non-existent in the eyes of the two of them, and did not prevent them at all.

What surprised Lin Qianjun was that there were not many tombs in the huge imperial tomb.

And the more downwards, the more hollowed out the places.

These places seem to have been transformed, some places look like medicinal fields, some places look like places for refining weapons, and some places look like alchemy houses.

Lin Qianjun initially speculated that someone might have lived in seclusion here. It was not until Gao Ziyou took him to the location of the ruins of the formation that he realized that his thoughts might be wrong.

Looking at the complex and mysterious formation, Lin Qianjun's eyes became horrified.
Chapter completed!