At the top level of Waterscape Platinum Views.
Soro stood in the living room, gazing at the chasm forming in the ground, resembling a path to the underworld, with no end in sight.
He didn't dare to casually peek down, fearing unexpected incidents.
With a crack, the floor-to-ceiling window shattered under the influence of gravity, each shard of glass whistling like bullets past Soro and embedding in the walls.
Emperor Qin Shi Huang stood at the edge of the chasm, looking down, his gaze passing through the seventy-five floors to the six figures at the bottom being crushed by gravity.
Seeing their numbers clearly, a flash of surprise appeared in Emperor Qin Shi Huang's eyes, anchoring one soul as a dead man to this world.
Logically, there should only be one person, but observing the situation, there were actually six.
All dressed in black, wearing masks.
