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Its owner, Ling Yuxuan, certainly understood what they meant.
He walked over and tapped on the wall, which produced a low and hollow "thud" sound.
This indicated that the wall was hollow, and since it was hollow, it could only mean one thing—there must be an inner cavity or a Secret Chamber inside.
The three Death Warriors wearing Golden Masks also gathered around, either knocking on the wall or feeling around, hoping to find the mechanism for the inner cavity.
Ziyan was not idle either. Seeing everyone searching the wall, she turned her gaze to the ground.
Indeed, not far from this wall stood two identical boxes, so Ziyan gave Ling Yuxuan a glance, and the two approached simultaneously, each reaching out to open one of the boxes, only to find them completely empty.
Strange. Ziyan felt a bit discouraged and was about to kick one of the boxes open when her foot made contact. In that instant, a miracle occurred!
Immediately, a short rumbling sound echoed, and a stone door appeared in the wall. It did not turn to the right or left but rose upward into the air.
As the stone door opened, a beam of bright light caused everyone to squint momentarily.
Once everyone and the beast entered in single file, what first caught their eyes was a Night Pearl emitting a faint yellow glow suspended in the center of the inner cavity. This beam of light illuminated almost every corner of the cave clearly.
In the center of the inner cavity stood a Stone Bed, and even more chillingly, there sat a middle-aged man with a waxy yellow complexion on the Stone Bed.
He appeared to be just over forty years old, with his eyes closed as if meditating. If it weren't for his waxy complexion and slightly shriveled skin, one might have thought he was an Expert from another realm resting here in meditation.
Ling Yuxuan strode up to the man, while Ziyan dared only to grip his hand tightly from behind and peeked out to look at him.
She asked, "Brother Yuxuan, do you think he is dead or alive?"
"He is dead, and has been dead for a long time."
"Uh? Then why is he still sitting here in good condition, without even a trace of decay?"
"It's simple. He was an exceptional Martial Arts practitioner and well-versed in Qimen Dunjia techniques or perhaps an Expert in Qimen medicine. He must have used some method to prevent his body from decaying after death."
"I see. But he looks like he died quite peacefully."
Ziyan boldly leaned in closer to carefully observe the man's corpse and expression.
"Yes, he is an Expert who has already comprehended all worldly matters, which is why he can face life and death with such calmness and composure."
Ling Yuxuan's gaze was focused and cold, his eyes deep and obscure as he spoke slowly, with a hint of admiration in them.
"That's true!"
Ziyan wholeheartedly agreed with his viewpoint and nodded obediently.
Just as Ling Yuxuan was intently staring at the corpse, lost in thought, Ziyan noticed a book placed in front of the legs of the seated corpse.
So Ziyan exclaimed, "Oh—what is this?"
Unable to resist, she reached out to pick it up but felt something sliding out of the book quickly. At that moment, she heard Ling Yuxuan say, "Be careful."
Ling Yuxuan bent down and caught a piece of jade that had slipped out from the book: the Twin Dragon Jade Pendant!
Ziyan stared blankly at the jade pendant in Ling Yuxuan's hand. It was clearly of high quality and must be worth a lot, or perhaps it held some special significance.
When Ziyan shifted her attention back to the book in her hands, she discovered two small pieces of Beast Skin tucked inside, along with a yellowed piece of Rice Paper. She decided to open the Rice Paper first.
On the Rice Paper it was written: Everything here is given to those with fate.
Then, one by one, I carefully examined the two pieces of Beast Skin.
Soon, I reached a conclusion: these two pieces of Beast Skin were maps of two different places. When Ling Yuxuan took a look at Ziyan's map, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Seeing Ling Yuxuan's expression, Ziyan guessed that this must be something good, recalling what he had previously mentioned: "This is only one-third."
She boldly speculated: these two maps might just be the two-thirds of the Treasure Map, and immediately snatched the two maps from Ling Yuxuan's hands.
Ling Yuxuan found Ziyan's eagerness amusing but gently reminded her, "You must keep them safe; no one else can find out except for you and me."
"Oh!" Ziyan replied noncommittally.
Her mind immediately began to whirl like a clock wound up: Yes, this was indeed a treasure that everyone in the world dreamed of obtaining. Even when she returned home to her parents, she would need to keep it more secret than any previous little secrets.
Otherwise, if someone caught wind of it, it could be a matter of life and death! She feared that even if she and Ling Yuxuan ran to the ends of the earth, they would still be relentlessly pursued and hunted down.
When Ziyan returned from her thoughts, she noticed Ling Yuxuan was still looking at her with a hint of concern in his eyes.
With wide eyes, she nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, don't worry! I know this is a matter of our lives."
After thinking for a moment, Ziyan still handed the two maps back to Ling Yuxuan, lowering her head and saying dejectedly, "Sigh, you should keep them after all!"
"Ha—silly girl."
Ling Yuxuan shook his head in amusement and disbelief as he asked, "You really feel safe leaving them with me?"
"Or else?"
Ziyan glared at Ling Yuxuan in anger and fell silent.
Ling Yuxuan took the only remaining book from Ziyan's hands, which was a handwritten version of "Qimen Dunjia Military Formation," and then looked at Ziyan again.
Ziyan had already seen the title and knew that this book was mainly used for military formations in ancient times, so her interest waned immediately.
With her head slightly lowered and looking somewhat dejected, she muttered, "This book belongs to you now."
Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but chuckle lightly at his slightly downcast beloved, then handed over a piece of jade pendant he held.
"Keep this safe. Don't you want to establish your own Cycle of Fate? This will be useful for you. However, you can only take it out once you've mastered extraordinary Martial Arts in the future. Its value won't be lower than that pile of gold outside, but remember, you must not let anyone discover it for now, including your closest relatives. As for its function, I will naturally inform you when the time comes."
"Oh—"
As soon as she heard that its value wouldn't be lower than that pile of gold outside, Ziyan's eyes lit up, and she perked up immediately.
She took the Twin Dragon Jade with both hands, fondled it a few times, then carefully tucked it into her pouch. Finally, she squeezed it several times through the pouch to reassure herself before securing it at her waist and covering it with her clothing.
A guard noticed a treasured sword not far from War God Heng Yuxiang's body and presented it to Ling Yuxuan.
Ling Yuxuan nodded and accepted it. As he drew the sword, an intense cold light flashed out, making Ziyan shiver involuntarily at the thought of the countless souls that might have perished by this sword. She trembled slightly all over.
Ling Yuxuan admired the sword for a moment before nodding and sheathing it again.
He then ordered three people to carry the deceased out of the underground palace. The group and several beasts exited the inner chamber, returned the wooden box that Ziyan had kicked open to its original position, and the stone door immediately closed on its own.
Arriving in the middle of the hall, Ziyan couldn't help but point at the mountain of wooden boxes and ask, "What should we do with these?"
"No need to deal with them; for now, let them stay here. We have discovered them, which is destined by fate. Outsiders won't find this place for the time being."
Seeing Ziyan's reluctant expression, Ling Yuxuan smiled gently and shook her head, tightly holding her hand and pulling her into the tunnel. Ziyan looked back three times before she was pulled into the tunnel and could no longer see the wooden boxes, then she turned back and followed Ling Yuxuan seriously.
When they emerged outside in the main hall, they turned around to see two Masked Men already carrying Heng Yuxiang's body out and gently placing it on the ground in front of the door.
The group divided their tasks; three Masked Men began digging a grave while Ling Yuxuan walked into the small room on the right that was nearly collapsing. If one didn't look closely, they would have missed it; inside the small room was actually a fine open casket made of nanmu wood.
It became clear that this was something General Heng Yuxiang had prepared for himself in advance, waiting for a fated person to find him so he could be properly buried.
Since the casket was open, with the lid placed on the ground beside it, Ling Yuxuan carefully stepped inside and used her palm to push the casket along with its lid out.
In the end, they placed Heng Yuxiang's body into the nanmu casket and then buried it in the empty space in front of the door.
They also carved a tombstone from wood and erected it in front of the new grave. The inscription on the tombstone was personally carved by Ling Yuxuan with a sword, expressing his admiration for this loyal general.
After completing all of this, the five of them and four beasts left the sinkhole. When they reappeared one by one at the top of the cliff, suddenly there was a loud crash from the sinkhole. They turned back to look down and saw that the small room on the right had already collapsed.
"Could it be such a coincidence?"
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