Li Chen stood still for a moment, then summoned the feasting Jiao Long, transforming into a stream of light and vanishing into the vast, dark night.
At the same time, in the Underground Temple of Ancient Rome:
The Underground Temple was desolate, just like the purgatory described by Dante, Italy's greatest poet during the Renaissance, in his epic masterpiece, the Divine Comedy.
However, residing in such a purgatory was a man.
He was a middle-aged man with a face like bronze, sharply defined features, and that distinctive beard, looking very rugged and heroic. Only his sunken eyes were filled with endless vicissitudes.
He once had a name that shook the world, Caesar!
In front of him, there was a coffin built from millennia-old ice.
Inside the coffin lay a woman with a flawless visage, waterfall-like golden hair, a graceful figure, and snow-white skin. She lay there quietly, like God's most perfect artwork.
She was the love of Caesar's life, Helen!
