Mo Hua walked into the mural, into the zombie's mouth, and into the secret passage.
The passage was narrow and gloomy, but not long.
In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, once he passed through the passage, the space before Mo Hua suddenly opened up.
What met his eyes was an enormous Altar.
The Altar's furnishings were exquisitely lavish, magnificent in gold and jade.
The sandalwood was precious, the candleholders were Jade, the candles were inlaid with gold, and a huge incense burner carved with gilded Beast Patterns stood there, incense burning within as smoke curled upward.
Five-colored spirit flowers were displayed atop the Altar, with spirit pigs and sheep offered in sacrifice.
Golden-yellow banners hung before the Altar, along with Flood Dragon Pattern Lanterns.
At the center of the Altar stood a statue.
The statue was covered with yellow cloth, concealing its appearance.
But its materials were surely either gold or Jade.
The entire Altar was both imposing and extravagant.
Mo Hua clicked his tongue, silently thinking:
How many Spirit Stones must this thing have cost...
Then he looked down, and his brows knitted as his gaze turned even more stunned.
Beneath the Altar lay a gigantic Bronze Coffin.
Greenish copper patina covered the coffin, worn away by who knew how many years, exuding an ancient, decayed aura.
Dozens of Iron Coffins had been arranged around the gigantic Bronze Coffin.
The Iron Coffins nurtured Iron Corpses. They were blackish-green in color and slightly smaller than the Bronze Coffin.
Beyond the Iron Coffins, as far as the eye could see, were densely packed black Wooden Coffins.
There were thousands upon thousands of these Wooden Coffins. For a moment, Mo Hua could not even count how many there were.
Blood-red Array Patterns linked the Wooden