There seemed to be a unique charm to watching heavy machinery at work, one that could keep people quietly observing from the sidelines for hours without growing bored.
The Sun Moon Altar was expected to become Mingdu's largest landmark in the future, and its construction site was grander than anything seen before. Even Huo Yuhao had never seen many of the large Soul Tools designed for engineering operating on-site, so the sight satisfied his curiosity.
He simply hovered in the air, watching with keen interest.
A vast stretch of open ground surrounded the altar. Farther north lay the direction of downtown Mingdu. For now, people looking out from Mingdu's tall buildings still could not see any sign of the altar, but once it rose from the ground, it would be visible even from the roof of the Imperial Palace.
Whenever the Sun Moon Emperors of the countless generations to come stood atop the Imperial City and gazed south, they would remember the glorious achievements of the Xu Family's ancestors.
Of course, Huo Yuhao would not remember such things, which he considered meaningless. The Sun Moon Empire's Xu Family probably would not last for countless generations, either. It would fall within two.
Since ancient times, the supreme rulers of every civilization had been eager to build functional structures laden with political significance for themselves. Though the passage of history and time had turned these buildings into precious cultural heritage, their construction inevitably involved massive undertakings that exhausted the people and drained the treasury. Huo Yuhao found this rather thought-provoking.
Still, Huo Yuhao felt that the construction of the Sun Moon Altar was fairly reasonable. After all, there were no laborers in the ordinary sense here. Everyone involved in its construction was at least a Level 2 Soul Engineer; ordinary people were