Entering the mausoleum, Wang Ling saw a nostalgic sight. A door, as tall as a three-meter giant, on the door was nine rings forming an arc and in the center of it all was a silhouette with an aura around it.
In the past, it was protected by Golems with strengths at the peak of the Celestial God Realm. But he defeated them after a grueling battle and now, their remains now litter the area of the first room.
The doors opened easily with a single of his fingers. When he first opened the doors of the mausoleum in his previous life, he experienced a swept of angelic qi. The cold wind passed him and in the middle of the room, there was a stand where the scripture lays.
The scripture then glows golden, a holy aura permeates the area. The knowledge of the seal which chained the realm still echoed in his ears to this day. The seal that had been unchained became his gateway to the realm of today.