When the three entered the bronze gate, the interior was spacious, but there was no treasure besides a silver coffin at the center. Lin Yun examined it and noticed that there wasn’t anything special about the paintings on the walls.

“So this is a tomb.” Mo Li was calm. But the coffin was strange because it was silver and gave off a dazzling saint radiance. It didn’t seem lifeless but sacred instead. The surface of the coffin looked smooth, like snow, and the coffin was covered with mysterious diagrams. They didn’t seem to be the style of the Divine Dragon Era, but they contained many elements. There were golden threads woven into a floral crown, many vines, and stars that looked like a map or constellation.

“This coffin isn’t simple and might be a treasure.” Cao Yang...