Bracing against the impact of wind blades as powerful as ordinary flying swords, the White Bone Mandala Flower slowly descended.
After dropping more than seventy zhang, the giant sickle-like wind blades vanished, and the underground palace beneath the Bronze Sparrow Palace gradually came into view before Luo Bei and the others.
Looking down from the air, they saw broken walls and crumbling ruins everywhere, rotten wood and shattered tiles strewn across the ground, stretching for more than a dozen li. It looked exactly like an abandoned city. Luo Bei even spotted many broken statues covered in moss and lichen. Half the bodies of two of them seemed to stand more than ten zhang tall. The sight before them gave off the powerful feeling of ages buried beneath dust, of seas turning into mulberry fields, yet it also possessed a grand and awe-inspiring majesty.
"This should be an underground mausoleum." Tong Bugu studied it intently for a moment, then turned to Luo Bei and Nalan Ruoxue.
"How much manpower and wealth must have been spent to build such an underground mausoleum!"
Luo Bei nodded, light flickering in his eyes. Although most of the structures below had already been damaged, judging from their layout and style, this underground palace was not the dwelling of some formidable ancient cultivator, but more like an imperial tomb. Yet for this imperial tomb to be so vast, and protected by an extremely powerful formation like the Mysterious Dark Gold Wind Array, it was certainly inseparable from some cultivators of extraordinary cultivation.
Seeing that they had passed through the Mysterious Dark Gold Wind Array and that there no longer seemed to be any protective formations below, Tong Bugu withdrew the White Bone Mandala Flower with a thought. Yet he still held the fire-crystal-like begonia that emitted ten