Inside the Dragon Lord Mausoleum, outside the first main burial chamber.
Ren Ye and the others stared at the coffin, looking astonished. This burial chamber, sealed away for years, actually looked as though it had been robbed. The coffin lid lay overturned to the right of the coffin, clearly tossed carelessly onto the floor beside it after someone had forced it open.
There were almost no burial goods in the chamber, nor any murals or accounts of the tomb occupant's life. Only the coffin stood in the very center, making the room seem extremely empty.
Behind the coffin was a closed iron door covered in dust. The palace lanterns hanging on either side had also run dry and could no longer be lit.
In front of the coffin stood a stone stele broken diagonally through the middle. Its upper section was nowhere to be found, so there was naturally no way to know what had been engraved on it. The remaining half, however, read, "Lord-Tomb of Ao Yin."
At the foot of the chamber's right wall was a dug-out passage, just under a meter high. Its interior was deep and dark, and judging by its dimensions, an adult should have been able to crawl through on their stomach.
After staring eagerly for a long while, Old Liu muttered, "Did Boss Cao's tomb-raiding officers come through here? Fuck, they did a cleaner job than a housekeeping service. Didn't leave so much as a hair."
"Judging by the state of this place, it does look like it was robbed," Ai Fei murmured. "But what sort of people would dare rob the Dragon Lord Mausoleum? Weren't they afraid of the Witch Spirit guarding it?"
Hearing this, Fenglin interjected, "Before entering the tomb, I sensed the place. The aura inside this Dragon Lord Mausoleum