The hexagonal holes were all empty, making the tomb look even colder and foreign. It looked like the gaping mouth of an abyss, waiting to swallow everything as it continued spinning without any end in sight.

"Many people... are coming! Little Li... it's tragic!" Yin Chen was still messing around even at a time like this. Tianming felt that some punishment was due.

His heartbeat continued speeding up. "No matter what happens, I will fight for the opportunity!"

He approached the spinning tomb despite how hard it still shook. "At the very least, I'm better than Lin Hongchen. He tried for three...