In front of the cave stood an enormous coffin, roughly ten feet tall. Its lid had already been pried halfway open.
Just then, Tang Wen froze in surprise. He had actually spotted Qiao Jingtian and Qiu Long.
They had five or six companions with them, one of whom had actually reached the Third Rank.
The man was an elderly fellow with a small mustache. He seemed to be their leader.
The people fighting inside the cave included white people and black people, Easterners and Westerners alike. They were all here, making for quite a chaotic scene.
Someone approached the coffin, only to be driven back by the fighters.
"Hall Master Qiao, Hall Master Qiu, this is Tang Wen. I'm thirty meters to your side.
"I brought a team of over a dozen people this time. One was injured and went back.
"But we encountered a Corpse Infant, and I've lost contact with Feng Lingxiao, Luo Xue, and the others.
"Who's that beside you? Is he one of ours? He seems to have Third-Rank abilities. We're using Class A Code Three for communications this time..." Tang Wen sent his words through Secret Voice Transmission.
"He's one of ours. To tell you the truth, he's commanding this operation. His name is Gao Tian, the Southern Hall Guardian.
"We stumbled in here without knowing what was happening and discovered this underground palace.
"There's a huge coffin inside. Those who arrived first opened it.
"But they only got it halfway open. We don't know what's inside."
"Ah..." Just then, a black man screamed.
"Corpse... Corpse Infant..." Someone else screamed too. Damn, that cursed thing got in here too! It darted through the crowd, biting seven or eight people in an instant.
The scene descended into utter chaos as everyone guarded against the Corpse Infant.