"Was this the true appearance of this burial chamber?"
The dozen or so people stood scattered at the deepest part of the stone-carved burial chamber, staring at a jade coffin in the distant hall and the Venerate-tier Ghost Corpse Slaves chained around it. Everyone's expressions turned strange.
This burial chamber was not particularly large, but it truly had quite a few rooms.
They had searched their way here, overturning more than twenty rooms in all.
To their surprise, more than a hundred Ghost Corpse Slaves had been imprisoned in those rooms. The fact that they had not rushed out all at once could perhaps be considered a good thing for them.
Yet on the other hand, those Ghost Corpse Slaves had destroyed everything in the rooms beyond recognition.
Forget anything valuable—even the fragments had been utterly destroyed.
Other than the coffin before them, this entire tomb had truly made their trip a waste.
Most people did not care much about gains or losses, but they still had no clue how to find a way out.
"Young Master, that corpse seems to have a problem."
Ran Zun had clearly noticed something was not right, yet he could not put it into words. He could only go to Qin Shaofeng's side and speak.
"Nothing is wrong. It's just a corpse king."
Qin Shaofeng smiled calmly.
He had seen a similar scene once before. Though he wondered why these tomb owners liked turning themselves into corpse kings, he still had no choice but to act.
"Wait here for now. I'll get rid of those Ghost Corpse Slaves first and see what is going on with this corpse king."
As soon as Qin Shaofeng finished speaking, he charged forward with his saber.
The Ghost Three Slashes battle saber whirled once more.
Although he faced