Underneath a gloomy sky, a desolate cemetery was shrouded in thick deathly air.
Occasionally, a gust of cold wind would sweep by, stirring the deathly air.
Faintly, deteriorating stone tablets and the contours of collapsed halls were revealed, resembling a netherworld forgotten by time.
At the entrance of the ancestral land, five royal guards clad in dark golden armor were leisurely leaning against a mottled stone tablet.
Their regulation long halberds were casually planted in the cracked ground, with fine dust already layering the blades.
At this moment, they were casually chatting.
"This ghastly duty, guarding for decades without seeing even a ghost shadow."
The guard surnamed Liu, with a face full of stubble, spat fiercely and kicked a piece of blue-gray stone far away.
"Shh!" The older guard surnamed Sun lowered his voice, a hint of caution in his cloudy eyes.
