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Next came the most important step: Qiu Xianyu would take His Majesty back to the palace where he had slumbered and retrieve his Life-Bound Magic Treasures.

After that, she planned to take His Majesty out of the Tomb, contact the Yuan Clan's descendants, and prepare to restore the dynasty.

The two crossed the square where the Dragon Cavalry slumbered and arrived before a magnificent palace, where Qiu Xianyu grew puzzled again.

The doors haven't been opened. How did His Majesty get out?

A strange yet reasonable scene unfolded. The palace doors originally required four keys to open, but Li Chen simply refined their lock and pushed them open.

Though Qiu Xianyu was puzzled, she asked nothing.

When Li Chen stepped into the palace where the Dragon Emperor slumbered, the entire space seemed to tremble at his arrival.

The vaulted ceiling hung high overhead like the canopy of heaven. This seemed to be another world altogether, a world belonging to the Dragon Emperor.

At the center of the Grand Hall stood an enormous coffin carved from nine-heavens mystic jade. Its body was ink-black, yet dark-gold dragon patterns flowed across its surface, every line winding and swimming as though alive.

Hundreds of golden dragon phantoms coiled around the coffin, their scales glittering gold like molten lava and their eyes crimson as blood moons. Layer upon layer of low dragon roars shook ripples through the air.

After entering, Qiu Xianyu found it even stranger, because the coffin before her showed no sign of having been opened.

At that moment, Li Chen merely stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes stirring without a breeze. The faint phantom of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared around him and crashed into the dragon might radiating from the coffin. Instantly, the entire Grand Hall rang