Black coffins were arranged in neat rows, side by side. There were so many of them—at a glance, no fewer than two hundred.
Black Trumpet Flowers grew all around the coffins. Each one stood a meter tall, and from time to time, the enormous flowers let out a sound.
The cries for help Lin Li and Qi Mengdie had heard earlier had come from these enormous black Trumpet Flowers.
"Help me, I'm over here..."
In that gloomy environment, the black Trumpet Flowers kept calling for help from time to time. Even Lin Li, whose will was steadfast, could not help feeling his heart tremble at the sight.
"The black coffins and the black Trumpet Flowers actually make quite a matching pair..."
Trying to ease the tension, Lin Li casually made a joke. Qi Mengdie, standing beside him, turned her head to look at him and said softly,
"This place is a little strange. I think we should explore somewhere else!"
With her injuries, Qi Mengdie placed her safety above all else. Seeing such a frightening scene in the tomb chamber, her sense of crisis sprang to life, and her mind filled with thoughts of leaving this place as quickly as possible.
"Since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it. Relax. With me here, I'll absolutely keep you safe." Lin Li smiled and spoke in a cheerful tone.
Seeing how relaxed Lin Li still was at a time like this, Qi Mengdie's tension was somewhat dispelled by the smile on his face.
"Crack."
A faint sound rang out. Had they been outside, such a noise would never have drawn Lin Li and Qi Mengdie's attention.
But inside this tomb chamber, the surroundings were incredibly quiet. One could clearly hear even a needle falling to the floor.