The dragon-spine-like mountain range coils, ancient pines stand steadfast.
The entire Imperial Mausoleum exudes a chilling majesty, with the occasional black crow taking flight.
Here lie the successive Human Emperors of the Divine Dynasty, each one having once rivaled the Emperor!
"..."
The Crown Prince stared blankly at the grand tomb, a hint of light suddenly igniting on his slightly aged face, he looked to the slender middle-aged man beside him: "Lord Lin, do I still have a chance to be like my predecessors?"
"Of course." Lin Shuya nodded slightly.
"Has the Immortal Court truly forgiven the Divine Dynasty?" The Crown Prince hesitated somewhat. He had indeed heard rumors that the situation across the Four Continents was inexplicably improving, but he couldn't fathom why, as the Imperial Court clearly hadn't accomplished anything.
"The Immortal Court harbors forgiveness for the Human World; as for the future, it depends on Your Highness's performance."