Li Huowang stood in place, his eyes wide as he took in everything before him.
He'd always been indifferent toward wealth, but when a palace forged entirely of gold appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but feel utterly shaken.
The golden palace before him looked solemn and pure, so holy that even the falling snow melted away upon its surface.
They've all gone inside here… Li Huowang stared at the bloody footprints on the golden bricks in the distance. Carefully maintaining his invisibility, he walked inside.
Alone in the vast golden expanse, Li Huowang stepped over the gold bricks and gazed at the Golden Hall. He felt as though he were dreaming. Just how wealthy must Da Liang be to build such a colossal city of gold?
Following the bloody footprints on the ground, Li Huowang soon approached the doors of a golden hall. The couplet on the left read, "By imperial decree, founded upon the nine directions, this task is arduous indeed; how can one not show reverence?"
