At the edge of the mining site, a desolate area stretched out. Further away, there were lush trees. Hong Yuye stood at a high point, gazing at the mining site.
"The mining site itself isn't very special. It's the terrain that's a bit peculiar. The spiritual energy condenses but doesn't disperse. It's a good place."
"What's the use of this terrain?" Jiang Hao asked. He looked at the terrain closely but couldn't find anything out of place.
Glancing at Jiang Hao, Hong Yuye smiled. "Underneath the mine, there are tombs. They are not ordinary tombs. Perhaps they have never been discovered."
'Tombs?' Jiang Hao was astonished.
"Should we go down to take a look?" he asked.
Hong Yuye sneered and turned away. She had looked at him with such disdain that Jiang Hao felt self-conscious.
"What's the point of visiting a place where the dead rest?" Hong Yuye said. "It's bad luck."