In the world of Da Qi, the Warring States period lasted for many years of chaos. Looking back, although there was no so-called Yellow Emperor, there was a person similar to the Yellow Emperor, named "You Xiong".

So, this is the "Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor" of this world?

But isn't there a Youxiong Mausoleum near Langya County...

Meng Yu seemed to know Kong Hanan's doubts and answered them for him at the right time.

"Youxiong's life was legendary, and no one knows where he was buried after his death. The one in Langya County is just a cenotaph..."

"If the teacher hadn't told me, I probably wouldn't have known that the Xiong clan was buried here."

"Actually, it's not here. It's behind the space wall in the lake, in an independent little world."

"Come on, Brother Kong, let's go meet that legend together!"

Kong Hanan was the incarnation of a statue, and he was not sure if he could cut through the space wall in front of him, but Meng Yu's gentle and upright talent flowed into Kong Hanan's statue's body at the right time.

Okay, let’s go and have a look!

Kong Hanan thought about it, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword appeared in his hand. The spatial barrier was no hindrance to the sword, allowing Kong Hanan to easily open a gap.

The lake water did not form a whirlpool and rush into that world all at once. Instead, it opened slowly to both sides like a gate.

The suspended stones in the lake were like guards at the gate, respectfully standing aside. They floated up and down, like doormen, inviting Kong Hanan and Meng Yu.

An ancient breath, carrying the weight of history, blows towards you from the space.

Standing at the lake mouth and looking inside, Kong Hanan found it difficult to describe what kind of space that was.

At this moment, Kong Hanan was like a glimpse of a leopard through a tube, observing what was happening inside through the opened space barrier.

There are mountains and water in this world, as if it is spring all year round, but it also seems as if everything is upside down.

There are upside-down, left-right, and front-back reversed situations everywhere.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or if it’s just the way it is, but the space behind the lake is like a piece of glass covered in water, shimmering like dreamy bubbles.

Is Youxiong, who is similar to Huangdi, buried here?

But what is his relationship with the Taoist Saint?

Even if the Taoist Saint lived for hundreds of years, he would not live to the era when humans ate raw meat and drank blood to survive. He should be separated from the Youxiong clan by nearly ten thousand years, right?

Besides, what does the Youxiong clan have to do with me?

Could he also be a time traveler?

Kong Hanan himself was amused by this idea.

If Xiong Shi was really a time traveler, the human race might be far more powerful than it is now.

Kong Sheng got off the carriage at some point and walked to Kong Hanan's side.

"Let's go. You can find answers to all your questions about the Supreme Being inside."

"It's been a long time, so let's just sweep the grave of this legend."

Kong Hanan asked, tilting his head.

"Uncle, would you please take the car?"

He didn't forget the promise he made to that sister.

Confucius knocked on his head, and the wooden statue made a "bang bang" sound.

"You're such a blockhead! Your carving of this statue is not good enough..."

Confucius joked, then spoke solemnly.

"This is a legendary mausoleum. How can I go in there by car? Let's go. I, your uncle, am not that bad."

After saying this, he took the lead and walked towards the lake. Meng Yu hurriedly followed and supported him.

Kong Hanan shrugged and followed closely into the mausoleum.

The situation observed outside the mausoleum was not an illusion. This space seemed to exist in the water. It was very humid, and many scenery was floating up and down.

When Kong Hanan walked in it, he felt like he was walking in a swimming pool in his previous life, with a strong sense of weightlessness and restraint.

In addition to the flowers and plants on the ground and the land under our feet, there are also many stones, plants, and buildings suspended in the sky, like debris and garbage in outer space, floating around.

But the trees are still trees, the grass is still grass, their shapes are no different from those in the human world, and they are still swaying like water plants without breaking. It is simply magical.

"This is due to the superposition of space..."

The voice of Confucius entered my ears, and it seemed as if it had been circulated thousands of times, and even a little distorted.

Kong Hanan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Kong Sheng and Meng Yu not far ahead, but in Kong Hanan's spiritual sense, they seemed to be very far away.

"Withdraw your spiritual sense. There are many small worlds superimposed here. You can only trust your eyes and your ears."

Confucius opened his mouth, and after a while, the sound reached his ears. It seemed that there was a high delay, and the sound and picture were strongly out of sync.

As if to confirm his words, a tree of unknown species floated towards him from the side and was about to hit Kong Hanan, but it floated out from the other side of Kong Hanan and did not pose any threat to him.

Kong Hanan blinked...

He seemed to understand a little.

If you put a chopstick into water, light refraction will occur, and the chopstick will not break, but it will appear to be broken.

This place is made up of countless space fragments, just like water, with refraction...

If that’s the case, there are too many small spaces stacked up here!

If you're not careful, won't you be torn apart by space?!

Sure enough, the voice of Confucius came.

"Han'an, come here, it's not safe here."

Kong Hanan did not hesitate and immediately walked towards Kong Sheng and Meng Yu.

This world is not an easy one, and it is always a good idea to follow experienced people.

The distance seemed not far, but every step Kong Hanan took was like a space walk, as if every step crossed countless time and space. It took a lot of effort to reach Kong Sheng.

Confucius didn't waste any words. He turned around, shook off Meng Yu's support, and walked towards a rotating palace floating in the sky.

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