The main tomb chamber was large and tall, with four large fire basins at each corner. They lit automatically when the door opened, so now the chamber was very bright.
It had a domed ceiling, and beneath it stood a circular stone platform about half a meter tall. On the platform, nine coffins were arranged in a circle, and inside that circle was a taller pedestal on which rested a watermelon-sized stone sphere with patterns on it—though the patterns were unclear from a distance.
All nine coffins looked uniformly dark and somber.
However, at the edge of the stone platform lay two piles of white bones, clearly indicating that others had entered this place before, but for whatever reason, they had still met their end here.
"Should we go in and take a look?" Yang Ruxin asked Gu Qingheng, her voice filled with excitement.
"Okay," Gu Qingheng nodded.
Before they had a chance to approach, Xiaolun seemed excited and darted out quickly.