Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

A breathtaking underground palace lay before Andrew and Chantelle's eyes. This palace, which could

definitely be confirmed as the burial place of the Fallen Crimson Dynasty's royalty, was almost as large as the

plaza above ground.

In other words, this underground palace was the size of two football fields. The palace's layout strictly followed

the most orthodox central axis design of ancient royalty. It was a complete replica of an ancient emperor's

palace.

However, this underground palace also contained many fantastical murals. For instance, skies with lightning

and thunder, and classic Torasesy scenes of immortals riding the wind were all vividly and realistically painted

on the palace's dome.

On the ground level, the Tree of Eternal Life was cast in gold, towering over ten meters high. A single glance

was enough to strike the soul with its overwhelming majesty—a treasure beyond mortal measure.

On both sides of the central axis stood life-sized warrior statues and scaled-down versions of royal palaces. At

the very center was an underground artificial lake. Even Andrew found this lake to be a work of divine

craftsmanship.

Actual water was flowing within it—It was as if the gods themselves created it.

After a moment's thought, Andrew realized this must be sulfur hot springs bubbling up from underground

rivers. In the center of the lake stood a magnificent pavilion.

on a stone platform, sat a white marble table. On

safe, but

even see the intricate mortise-and-tenon joints

the Fallen Crimson Dynasty, foreign safes, firearms, and

to

sweeping across the lake to the very front of the palace's central axis.

stairs with jade railings led upward to a golden dragon throne

backdrop. On the throne sat a

it was alive—a living person.

was a mannequin with facial features painted on. You could tell from its sitting

somewhat stiff.

mannequin gave Andrew a very unusual feeling. To be precise, it made him

the eye sockets seemed to contain eyeballs

they were staring in one direction with a malicious,

was the other extreme of

the main entrance to the underground palace, a group

on

the obsessively fanatical foreigner Stanley. He

greed, along with Mosby

present, his eyes like a

his whole body

gasped, "Mr. Lloyd, look—they

face turned ice-cold as he had already seen that Tiana, Natasha, and

hands behind their backs

not see

his mind—could something

the time to think about

way down

ground level, the

felt