The Imperial Palace of Heaven Capital City was nearly deserted, the jade-white Imperial Path leading to Tai Chi Palace was spotless, flanked by massive trees at fifty-step intervals, the sky heavy with lead-gray clouds pressing so low it was suffocating.
Li Sheng, clad in a dark Python Robe, swiftly walked through the Imperial Palace.
He did not enter Tai Chi Palace but stopped at a side hall.
This was the ancestral shrine of the Great Qin Imperial Family.
The ancestors of the Great Qin Imperial Family across the ages, from Lord Qin to King Qin, Emperor Qin, their memorial tablets were all here, receiving the reverence and offerings of their descendants. Besides this place, only on Mount Tai, were shrines left, where later generations of emperors with enough merit to be enshrined would ascend to worship their forebears.
The door of the Qin shrine was not closed, a sliver of warm light spilling forth.
