Mi Li smiled and said, "There's no need to be nervous. The main thing is that this gate is made of lodestone. Back then, because of the assassination attempt, the Qin Emperor specially had the palace gate made of a huge lodestone. On the contrary, any ministers carrying ironware would experience abnormalities when passing through the palace gate."
Zu An realized that this was the case; the swords and magical artifacts he and Bi Linglong carried inevitably contained a lot of iron, which was why they were being absorbed.
He couldn't help but complain, "How insecure must the Qin Emperor be? He used a gallbladder-revealing mirror to detect the disloyalty of his ministers, and he also tampered with the gate like this."
Mi Li sighed: "Back then, when the states were at war, each state would do anything to win, so naturally he had to be extra cautious."
As they spoke, the three entered the palace gates and arrived at a main hall, which was magnificent and resplendent. In the distance, on a high platform, there was a gleaming golden dragon throne.
Mi Li stepped forward, her fingers stroking the dragon throne, her gaze fixed on a beaded curtain behind it: "Back then, I would sit behind this curtain during every grand festival."
Hearing her words, Bi Linglong was very surprised. Could this woman be a figure from ancient times? How could she have lived for so long? Is there really an elixir of immortality in the world?
Zuan felt a surge of irritation, finding it somewhat unpleasant to see Mi Li reminiscing about the past.
However, he quickly laughed it off, saying that it was only natural to feel apprehensive when one is near home, and he shouldn't be jealous.
Just then, a burst of laughter rang out: "In the end, they still let me into this palace."
Zu An's expression changed. He looked up and saw Zhao Ruizhi standing at the entrance of the main hall. However, Zhao Ruizhi was in bad shape. He was covered in blood and had a huge wound on his chest with black smoke emanating from it. It was obvious that he had been injured by Bai Qi's scythe.
His aura was extremely unstable. Beside him were He Li and three assassins from the Prince Qi's mansion, all of whom were wounded and looked much more disheveled than Zhao Ruizhi.
"The celestial palace and the imperial palace of the mortal world are not much different." Zhao Ruizhi frowned. Although the atmosphere here was more magnificent, it had not escaped the realm of the mortal world, which made him somewhat disappointed.
Zu An asked, "Why are there only a few of you? Where are the others?" He was very disappointed. He had just ordered those terracotta warriors to kill Zhao Ruizhi at all costs, but it seemed that they had failed.
"They're all dead, killed by those terracotta monsters." He Li couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ruizhi. The rest of them had fled towards the light bridge, and by chance, they had all come together. They thought they had a powerful backer when they saw the emperor, but who knew that this guy would grab some people and throw them out as cannon fodder to slow down the two terrifying terracotta generals, which allowed them to escape onto the light bridge.
The terracotta figures seemed to be bound by some kind of restriction, stopping them at the light bridge and preventing them from catching up. That's how they barely escaped with their lives.
Although they knew the emperor's purpose in sparing their lives, they were still deeply chilled to the bone after witnessing it firsthand. Unfortunately, they dared not express any of their resentment and now only hoped to live as long as possible.
At this moment, Zhao Ruizhi laughed maniacally: "What immortal palace? What immortality? Combining everything we've seen and heard along the way, this is clearly the mausoleum of some emperor. Since it's a mausoleum, how could it possibly contain the elixir of immortality?"
He suddenly turned around and looked at Zu'an: "Since there is no elixir of immortality, you have no value in existing. Die!"
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