Zuo Xian did not want to waste time. She had already stepped inside ahead of him.
If everything she said was true, then she really had nothing to fear. Although he could not fully understand what this so-called ascension meant, the impression Zuo Xian conveyed was that she had already died once. Though her physical body had been destroyed, her soul would almost never disappear again.
Following this mysterious woman, Qin Manjiang entered the Deep Cave as well.
If this really was a tomb, whose tomb was it?
Their surroundings were damp and dark. The only light came from Zuo Xian.
She merely opened her palm, and her skin gave off a soft, warm glow like jade.
Qin Manjiang had seen this light last night, too. The Guanyin Incarnation had emitted the same glow while confronting that ghost.
By this faint light, Qin Manjiang examined the cave.
The ceiling and walls were all damp, with jagged rocks jutting out and no sign of human workmanship.
But as they walked on, remains began to appear inside the cave.
He could tell that these bones were all human. Most were huddled in corners, their postures before death strange. They looked as though they had wished they could merge into the walls, as though they had been doing everything they could to hide from something.
Just then, an enormous, shattered Guanyin Phantom suddenly appeared behind Qin Manjiang!
Zuo Xian, who was walking ahead, whipped around. For the first time, an expression of utter surprise appeared in her eyes. "How could this happen?"
"Where did that thing on you come from?" Zuo Xian asked.
Qin Manjiang did not trust her. Although Zuo Xian, Yi Lianhai, and Jiang Du shared a fairly deep connection, in Qin Manjiang's view, all three harbored their own hidden schemes