After the Emperor finished speaking, he twisted his body a few times in an extremely unnatural way. Han Xiaohan looked at the red lake. The lake was located in the center of the palace. It was as big as a football field. The lake was completely red. Even the trees, flowers and plants around the lake were red. As he looked at it, Han Xiaohan's fear disappeared. A strange sense of familiarity crept into his heart. He felt that he and this underground cave, the huge palace and the red lake were familiar to each other, but he was sure that he had never been here before. WwW, QunabEN, coM
The Emperor of Heaven didn't know what he was thinking, nor did he care. He glanced at the ground and jumped down. Han Xiaohan woke up with a start and followed him out of the cave.
The closer you get, the more magnificent the palace is. The three-meter-high walls, the towering attics, and even the stones used to pave the ground are meticulously carved. Although they are very old and most of their colors have faded, this cannot conceal the splendor of the palace. Han Xiaohan and Emperor Tian walked around to the main entrance of the palace. The eight-meter-wide wooden door was open. Looking up, they saw a huge jade plaque hanging high up with three large characters on it: Blood Mausoleum Palace.
The Emperor looked up at the jade tablet, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Han Xiaohan, have you heard of the Blood Mausoleum Palace?"
Han Xiaohan shook his head. He had indeed never heard of the Blood Mausoleum Palace, but he had some vague impression of the name in his mind, making it difficult for him to judge.
The Emperor of Heaven said, "It looks like this place is a bit like the palace of an ancient emperor!" As he said that, he coughed twice and strode in.
The palace was too huge, with houses stacked one on top of another and walls in circles and layers, like a maze. The two of them passed through layers of walls and soon arrived at the main hall. Walking into the gate, the view suddenly opened up. This was a huge square with a long passage in the middle. On both sides stood life-size stone statues, each of which was lifelike, dressed in different clothes and with solemn expressions. The ground was made of marble square bricks, carved with auspicious clouds and mountains and rivers, which was very beautiful. Looking ahead, at the end of the passage was the huge main hall, with ninety-nine steps that made the main hall high above.
The Emperor quickened his pace, walked up the steps, stroked the white jade handrails with embossed dragons and phoenixes, and marveled in his heart. After entering the main hall, his eyes were immediately attracted by the golden chair in the middle.
He slowly walked to the golden chair, exclaimed "beautiful", touched the chair, and scratched it with his fingernail, leaving a light mark. He was sure that the chair was made of pure gold. He wiped the dust off the chair, stepped on it, put one hand on the desk in front of the chair, looked around, and naturally felt a sense of heroism in his heart. At this moment, he felt that he had become the supreme ruler above all others.
Seeing Han Xiaohan walk into the hall, he laughed loudly, stretched out his arms, and said: "This is mine. From now on, I will be the master here!"
Han Xiaohan looked at him in confusion and felt amused. Did the Emperor of Heaven really think he was the emperor? ! He said coldly: "You are not! This palace does not belong to you, nor to anyone else, but to the entire China, including the wealth here."
A cold light flashed in the Emperor's eyes, and then he sighed again, leaned forward slightly, and said seriously: "Han Xiaohan, you and I give up our hostility, take a part of everything here, and then we will find a large number of people to live here. Then, we will sit on the throne of the emperor together, how about it?"