In the eerie and silent depths of the Ghost King Mausoleum, Xu Qing stands in the empty main hall, holding Heaven's Axe.
Behind him, the throne representing supreme power, inlaid with gold and jade, has already vanished without a trace, along with the Empress's coffin in the main hall, and the fourth nested coffin within, the eight-inch thick imperial sarcophagus.
Inside the empty mausoleum, Xu Qing's Heaven's Axe has yet to be lifted, but the techniques of the Heaven's Axe Techniques are already frantically revolving within his body, continuously stacking!
Ten layers, twenty layers, twenty-two layers...
When the Heaven's technique stacked to twenty-three layers, the sinister corpse aura surrounding the mausoleum was stirred by this violent force, bubbling like boiling black water.
Yet Xu Qing is not planning to stop just yet. Holding Heaven's Axe, his Undying Bone, only a twelve bones away from perfection, suddenly emitted a dazzling glow.