```
Devoid of life, still and silent as if it were a sealed ancient tomb.
After a long time had passed,
faint laughter lingered.
"This way of stealing energy..."
"Is actually quite convincing."
...
...
In Falling Flower Alley, within the independent workshop.
The winter rain drizzled on.
Li Che returned, the bone-chillingly cold rain lashed against his neck, seeping down into his clothes.
However, it was instantly evaporated by Li Che's exceedingly powerful qi and blood!
Sitting cross-legged on the now dry ground of the courtyard.
Li Che slowly opened his eyes, his pupils seemingly bursting with an endless spray of golden light.
He exhaled deeply, his mind still shaking from the images he recalled within the Golden Temple.
He shook his head, opting not to dwell on them any longer.
"The Heavenly King is indeed a Heavenly King, not the slightest bit pathetic..."