Two hours later.
The mountains of gold and silver jewelry and exquisite porcelain piled around the tomb chamber had been completely cleared out, all hauled by rope ladders to the cave entrance above ground.
The entire chamber immediately seemed much more spacious—and even more sinister. All that remained were the mysterious black main coffin atop the central platform, nine Blood Coffins, and over a hundred Ink Coffins densely packed around the perimeter.
Like a silent Tombstone Cluster, they still stood where they were, exuding an unsettling aura.
By now, the personnel inside the tomb chamber had also been greatly reduced.
The two hundred soldiers responsible for transporting the treasures had withdrawn to the surface to stand guard and watch over them. Deep within the tomb chamber, only the three hundred most elite soldiers remained, along with the key figures—the feng shui master and Adjutant Mo.
Everyone's gaze was fixed grimly upon that Coffin Matrix.
Men died for wealth, birds died for food!
Looking at the emptied corners of the tomb chamber, this thought involuntarily surfaced in the minds of many soldiers.
The burial treasures surrounding the chamber were already so astonishing. What priceless peerless treasures must be hidden inside the main coffin buried beside the tomb's master?
Almost every greedy gaze began to drift uncontrollably toward the enormous mysterious black main coffin at the center.
Their former fear of the coffins was now utterly insignificant before the temptation of such immense profit.
Adjutant Mo took a deep breath and decided to test the waters himself. His gaze swept over the nearest black coffin, and he casually picked out six soldiers.
"You, you, and you four! Get over there and pry that coffin open for me!"
The faces of the six selected soldiers instantly turned pale. Their lips trembled, and their