Inside Song Wen's sea of consciousness.
"Puxuan, didn't you say you had explored the entire Rift Valley? Why has another tomb appeared here?" Song Wen asked in a low voice.
He had lured Wei Xuan and the other three here precisely because the howling yin winds restricted spiritual perception, making it easier to separate the four and defeat them one by one.
Although this place could just barely be considered perilous, its dangers were still manageable for Song Wen. At the very least, they would not threaten his life.
But if he truly had to explore this utterly unknown Jade Splendor Underground Palace, all bets were off. He might well stumble into yet another trap laid by some veteran immortal.
Puxuan was somewhat stunned, and somewhat flustered.
"Back then, this humble monk did indeed explore the entire Rift Valley and the caves at its bottom. Although my grave injuries and unstable soul kept me from conducting a thorough investigation, I should not have overlooked such a conspicuous tomb. Could it be... that formations and restrictions once concealed this place, preventing me from discovering it? Perhaps their power weakened over ten thousand years, finally allowing the tomb to emerge?"
"Hmph!" Song Wen said coldly. "You bald donkey certainly know how to make your story hold together."
Puxuan's face filled with distress.
"Please judge fairly, benefactor. This humble monk truly has never deceived you. Back then, I fled here after being persecuted, with injuries already beyond healing. My physical body was on the verge of death, and I could barely keep my soul from dispersing. Oversights were inevitable while I explored the Rift Valley!"
"Otherwise, my soul would not have fallen into slumber immediately after I hastily built my tomb."
"Fortunately, I still had some soul-nourishing spiritual treasures. They allowed my soul