Xian's tomb had also completely taken shape.
Merely leaking uncontrolled aura and overflowing thoughts had attracted some strange forces that injected thoughts, warped personalities, and formed a primitive ancient tribe from the Sacrifice Era.
Quite a few people had already gone there to conduct research.
Because this was the first Ember Tomb in human history, recording the life of Xian, it had attracted the attention of many powerful figures from the Nine Continents and Four Seas.
Soon.
A court assembly began inside the East Sea Imperial Palace.
Ning Zheng sat on the Dragon Throne, clad in a golden dragon robe and wearing a pearl-studded dragon crown, looking down at the ministers.
"Those with matters, present them. Those without, end the court session." The chief eunuch, Yan Shuang Ying, called out with a strong sense of ceremony.
"Your Majesty, we have matters to present!"
You Yu stepped forward.
This Minister of Rites was a giant-headed catfish. Dressed in magnificent court robes, he looked somewhat absurd as he opened his mouth and said:
"The Sacrifice Tomb Secret Realm has formed within the territory of our East Sea. Should we bar outsiders from entering? Otherwise, if Xian's seal is broken, I'm afraid the East Sea will once again face an apocalyptic catastrophe."
The Minister of Revenue had a sea-cucumber head and looked somewhat lacking in intelligence. "Absolutely not! If we refuse entry to the major forces of the entire Nine Continents, we'll incur everyone's wrath!"
The Minister of Rites said, "But if we don't stop them, and those Tomb Raiders enter and damage Xian's seal—"
The Minister of Revenue said, "Xian's tomb sealed itself. How could ordinary powerful figures easily break through it? Moreover, back then, the Xin Dynasty Emperor, the Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor, and the others joined forces to reinforce the seal.