A corpse-nurturing ground was the perfect place to raise corpses. These rotten coffins had been hoisted up, so they clearly had not been hanging here all along. Someone must have activated a mechanism—or some strange, supernatural force had hung them up there.
Just as we were marveling at this, a thunderous rumble came from the grave-robbing tunnel. The entire mountain shook. It had collapsed!
I had created an artificial landslide at the other end of the bamboo forest last time, so I was quite familiar with this feeling.
"The tunnel collapsed! We can't get through! What are we going to do?" Zhang Yuzhong cried out, fear spreading across his face.
"Isn't the underground palace right beneath our feet? So many coffins have risen from it. There must be some way to get inside, right?" I had expected the tunnel not to be easy to enter. Even if it was passable, it would not have been my first choice. Zhang Xiaofei and the others were experienced tomb raiders, yet they had gone in and never returned. How much better could I be than them?
Besides, apart from the Zhang Family, aristocratic clans from other counties—and even powerful aristocratic clans from the Arcane Sect in the city—had all fallen inside. The danger was impossible to predict.
"That's right. The underground palace is beneath the corpse-nurturing ground. We can start there," Zhang Yufang said.
After hearing that, I took two steps forward. The two aristocratic-clan disciples behind me immediately followed. I was somewhat displeased. Who knew whether they were good people or bad? "Are you two very familiar with me? Why are you following me?"
"Heh, brother, we're not following you. We just happen to be heading the same way. With coffins all around us, it would be better to cooperate and look