"What is this?!"
The crowd instinctively uttered a low exclamation, and the sound echoed throughout the wide and large stone chamber, immediately creating countless gloomy echoes. In the narrow passageway, it felt as if many unseen people were simultaneously gasping in surprise.
This eerie sensation sent chills down one's spine.
Yet, Ashina Zhuxie's eyes lit up with excitement. He was tall, taller by half a head than the average Western Turkic soldier, so while the soldier walking in front of him was still cautiously checking for any danger with a raised torch, he had already caught a glimpse, using the flickering and faint torchlight, of a natural stone platform at the center of the chamber—about the height of a person's knee. On the stone platform sat a huge, square object, its dark surface vaguely noticeable in the dim light.
Even without a clear view, two words flashed across his mind—
Coffin!
