"Wait until nightfall?" Sun Fu stared blankly at Lu Feng and Qian Meng, his face sagging. "With the celestial phenomena here this complicated, can you even tell when night will fall? We can't just keep wasting time like this, can we?"
Feng Li considered it and said, "What if that entrance passage only appears once? If we keep dragging this out, it won't be worth it."
Qian Meng secretly felt that made sense and looked toward Lu Feng. "Young friend, since you couldn't make out anything from the surface just now, how about we overturn a few graves and take a look? Perhaps the trickery is hidden underground?"
Lu Feng shook his head. "The graves beneath are all empty."
How could he have checked above while neglecting below? He had naturally inspected everything earlier.
Qian Meng froze. "They're all empty graves? There are only tombstones, but no graves? How could it be so bizarre?"
Lu Feng nodded. "This place is, after all, a secret realm derived from an array. It most likely only replicated the scenery of Crimson Nan City from that time, rather than restoring it completely and tangibly."
Qian Meng laughed. "That makes sense. If it had truly been restored in full, wouldn't they have needed to find that many corpses?"
At that moment, a young woman standing behind Sun Fu suddenly spoke. "That's not right. There's a corpse beneath the seventh tombstone at the back."
Everyone immediately turned to look at the woman, who was timidly pointing behind them.
"Yiqing, are you sure?" Feng Li stared at the woman in astonishment and asked curiously, "How did you notice movement there for no reason?"
The woman named Yiqing scratched her head and gave an embarrassed smile. "Sister Feng, you know how I used to be terrified of poverty.