For Chen Yun, however, it was different.
He could directly see seven hundred meters underground, and after strolling around Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum Park, he had a good grasp of the structure and details within.
Complex constructions, intricate mechanisms, a vast array of accompanying treasures, dried-up Water Galaxy...
Indeed, the whole view was quite stunning.
That emperor, whose reputation varied in history, was ultimately deeply buried here as time passed.
No living being can escape time.
This realization made Chen Yun quite contemplative.
Chen Yun felt as if he was standing on the edge of the river of history, looking at those names that once shone brilliantly but now were nothing but dust and legends, stirring an indescribable emotion in his heart.
Time flies, and even emperors who once wielded great power and commanded reverence from all over the world could not escape the ravages of time and eventually faded into silence.
He realized,
