"This bronze coffin seems a bit strange."
Xia Yunxin had likewise noticed the oddity of this bronze coffin. Inside it was utterly empty; not to mention the corpse of Emperor Qinling, there wasn't even the corpse of an ordinary person to be seen.
On the contrary, when the bronze coffin was opened, it seemed to have released a surge of Dragon Qi, which slightly strengthened the nine-zhang Dragon Qi in the sky above.
Ling Chen nodded, but before he could say more, figures suddenly shot out from the spatial entrance behind them—it was Saint Qian Yan and the others.
"So many bronze coffins? Could it be that Emperor Qinling's corpse is among these?"
A gleam of joy suddenly flashed in Saint Qian Yan's eyes. These people had come to the Emperor's Tomb all for Emperor Qinling; as for other things, they were not the priority.
"What are we waiting for then? Quickly, open the coffins!"
