Broken stone beams, slanted bronze pillars—most of the ancient, majestic stone palaces had already collapsed. Cracked stone steps rose tier upon tier, as though leading straight to the heavens. A massive altar stood in the darkness, and ruined, grotesque statues swayed on the verge of collapse.
Broad roads stretched in every direction, while enormous stone bells hung suspended in midair, trembling faintly in the wind.
This place was like a city of ruins, yet it had not been built for humans.
It was hard to imagine what kind of craftsmanship could isolate seawater in the depths of the ocean and construct such a vast city.
Gu Jianlin stepped over the piles of rubble and could even feel the wind flowing through this place.
There was oxygen and wind. How strange.
"This is an undersea palace Xu Fu built with alchemy over two thousand years ago. He lived here back then and became the gatekeeper of the tomb chamber. You've only just entered the extraordinary world, haven't you? Perhaps you don't understand yet, but more than two thousand years ago—before the era when the First Emperor unified the six states—that ultra-ancient world had already begun invading reality on a massive scale."
Uncle Mu deliberately explained, "There's an unverified rumor. It says that after the world of the Ancient God Race was destroyed for some reason, the Supremes used their boundless authority to root the wedge of that ruined world into a planet."
Gu Jianlin seemed thoughtful.
Clearly, the department Uncle Mu had once worked for had been of a very high rank.
The secrets he knew were certainly more than what a captain-level member would know.
"No one knows what this so-called wedge is, but it conceals all the mysteries of that world. Because the wedge was rooted in Earth, the