The Battle of the Imperial Tombs!

The imperial tombs.

The mountains and forests were lush and verdant, the north was winding and winding, like a silver snake lying on the shore of the Weishui River. The towering tomb was surrounded by towering peaks and mountains. The scenery was beautiful and the environment was unique.

The scale of the tomb was grand and majestic.

One by one, the ministers knelt in front of the coffins, holding their funerals.

Ji Xuan knelt at the very front.

Although he was the one who killed Ji Wentian, he had to put on an act now, so that the people in the world would think that he was the rightful successor.

Only in this way could he win the hearts of the people.

At this moment, Ye Chen walked in with three attendants and Second Senior Sister Murong Qingxue.

As for Seventh Senior Sister Zhao Xiyao, she could not help. She was in a safe place now.

Seeing Ye Chen and the others walk in.