Li Zhiyuan: "Great Emperor, is it through suppressing them in this manner that you gain merit from the Heavenly Dao?"
Shadow: "No."
Departing from this layer again, proceeding to a higher level, this is the topmost layer, much smaller in area than the two below, with only a very small palace.
Because the master here doesn't need to proclaim his majesty in such a way, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for ghosts to reach this place.
Pushing the door and entering, inside is a contiguous space, not divided for other uses.
A long table is placed here, carved with noble patterns, and adorned with a plethora of exquisite delicacies.
These are offerings from sacrifices.
Li Zhiyuan's gaze begins to roam over the offerings.
The table is too long, and there are too many offerings, making it difficult to find what he's looking for.
As if knowing what the young boy is searching for, the shadow leads him to the depths and stands there.
"What you are looking for is here."
