"The wall is likely made of a special black light-absorbing material, which cannot be seen with a flashlight beam unless you get close and shine it on it."

The group looked at each other, paused, and then said, "Since I have nothing else to do, I'll go for another walk. This time I'll specifically choose dark places and stay away from the brighter areas."

"Go on, go on!" Zhao Qixing's spirits were completely worn down. He now placed his only hope of getting out on Jiang Fu. Who knows, he might actually have to break open that dragon coffin.

However, deep down he didn't want to pry it open; this place was too eerie.

The twelve female corpses, the gleaming coffins, and the overall layout all indicated that this was completely different from an ordinary tomb.

He had robbed several tombs, both large and small. Most of the tombs had two side chambers next to the main chamber, used to hold burial goods, connected by an external passage. The structure was simple and quite easy to rob. Most of the tomb owners were already dead, and even if they occasionally came back to life, he could handle it.

This was the first time he had ever seen a temple of this scale, so high-class, built with the resources of the entire nation. Each of these mechanisms and hidden weapons was exquisitely crafted. This was not a place for an ordinary tomb raider like him. He truly regretted his decision.

Jiang Fu continued studying the bronze coffin, a surge of anger welling up inside him. Linghu Lan's words, "You're so slow!" had deeply provoked him, almost driving him mad.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and began to examine everything on the altar again.

Ming Xiao glanced at Jiang Fu, then sat down under a pillar, burying his head in his knees. Looking down, he noticed a crumpled piece of paper at his feet.

She picked it up casually, opened it, and by the dim light of her flashlight, she finally managed to read the words on the crumpled paper: If you don't want to die, remember this incantation.

At the very end of the incantation, a name was left: Shen Lanshang!

Her heart clenched, and she clutched the crumpled paper in her hand, looking around in terror.

Shen Lanshang was here, right around them. She could see everything that was happening here, and a nameless fear suddenly swept over her.

She wanted to speak to Jiang Fu, but the words caught in her throat. Subconsciously, she didn't want to tell him. She also felt a bit afraid of him. Out of self-preservation, she dared not open her heart to him as she used to.

She quietly turned her back, carefully read the spell on the note, and memorized it.

Everyone was on edge, and no one noticed her actions.

Not long after, the person who went to find the way returned.

Everyone had a dead look on their face.

By relying on the method of only taking the dark road, they tried five or six more times and finally found the right way. After descending hundreds of steps, they finally reached the end of the road.

But……

That really is a wall.

The wall was made of solid black stone. Only when they walked up to the wall and touched it with their own hands could they be sure that it was a wall.

When the flashlight shone on the wall, all the light seemed diluted, becoming dim and dull.

They finally confirmed that what Jiang Fu and Zhao Qixing said was true, and that the wall was indeed made of a light-absorbing material.

Everyone was dejected and very unhappy.

"Holy crap, are we trapped here?"

"I don't have much food left, and I'm almost out of water."

"Me too. I didn't have time to fill up with water at Yingyue Lake. I'm afraid I'll die of thirst in a bit."

Despair spread from one person to another, gradually seeping into the surrounding dark air.

Suddenly, Jiang Fu spoke up, "We can get out! I've found a way out!"