"Fatty, this is a bit immoral. We've robbed their tomb, and now we're here to demand an explanation."
Hu Bayi looked at Fatty.
Fatty mumbled,
"Fatty has endured countless hardships. King Xian almost killed us. It's already good that Fatty didn't give him a good smack."
Fatty said.
Hu Bayi said nothing more, as he couldn't argue with Fatty.
"The tomb should be located above the first layer. King Xian's first layer represents the mortal world, the second layer represents hell, and the uppermost layer would represent the Heavenly Palace."
Hu Bayi's gaze locked onto the tomb ceiling above their heads.
Zhang Tian also nodded. With a flash, he had already arrived at the first layer they had reached before.
The bronze coffin was still on the ground, but there was no longer any corpse energy emanating from it.
Fatty walked to the edge of the cliff.
"It's so deep down there. I wonder if it can swim."
Fatty mumbled, while Zhang Tian and the others looked up.
Above them, a strange circular carving appeared before Zhang Tian and the others.
The pattern on the carving strongly resembled King Xian, most likely depicting his ascension.
King Xian was seen stepping on auspicious clouds, soaring into the Heavenly Palace.
"I've seen this painting before."
Shirley Yang murmured, looking at the mural above.
"In the Lingyun Palace, there was a similar mural. However, that one depicted many ministers kneeling in worship."
"But this one doesn't. This should be a painting after King Xian's ascension, as he entered his own Heavenly Palace."
Zhang Tian said softly, discerning the mural before him.
Hu Bayi and Zhang Qilin had been searching the surroundings for a route.
After much searching, Hu Bayi and Zhang Qilin discovered that there was no route at all.
They couldn't even find a crack.
"It's hollow up here."
Zhang Qilin tapped the tomb ceiling with his hand.
The sound was not loud.
"I haven't found a corresponding route either. I'm afraid the entrance must be outside."
Hu Bayi said.
Zhang Tian's eyes slightly narrowed.
"In that case, let's just dig a hole."
Zhang Tian was too lazy to spend time looking for a door. He'd rather just dig a hole in the ceiling.
"Mm."
Hu Bayi and Zhang Qilin nodded almost simultaneously.
With their agreement, Zhang Tian didn't hesitate any longer and took out a shovel from his spatial storage.
Zhang Tian had kept the shovel with him all along, though he hadn't used it.
"Boss, this is all stone. How can your shovel dig through it?"
Fatty asked, looking at the Yangluo shovel Zhang Tian had taken out.
"If you imbue this shovel with your true qi, it can dig through many things, can't it?"
Zhang Tian said.
Fatty's eyes lit up.
"Good heavens, as expected of Boss. This..."
But upon seeing Shirley Yang, everyone was stunned.
Shirley Yang was strangling her own neck!