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Night.

Sky Water River, downstream of Qinghe City.

The section of the river corresponding to Rooster Mountain.

On the northern riverbank, Su Jingxing waited for the moon to slowly move as the night breeze blew.

The weather was excellent tonight. There were no clouds in the sky, and the moonlight had long since poured down and covered the land.

But he still had to wait for the timing, angle, and time needed to reveal the entrance to the Mausoleum of Prince Qin.

After a month of waiting, Su Jingxing's nervousness and anticipation had dissipated. Now, he was indescribably calm.

He enjoyed the breeze by the river and admired the full moon.

Time flew by. When it was about one in the morning, a ray of moonlight finally shone on the comb of Rooster Mountain and its shadow was projected clearly onto the river waters near the southern bank of the Sky Water River.

The next second, a magical scene happened.