Without any hesitation, the captain headed straight for the hole. Very soon, a wail rang out from below.
This sound was tragic. Xu Qing's expression changed and he jumped into the hole and stepped onto the third level.
Everything here made him gasp.
The degree of chaos surpassed that of the second level.
If the second level could be likened to being visited by a single thief, then this third level was as if a whole gang of thieves had ransacked the place.
The surroundings were in a mess, with many dried excrement even, creating a foul and unsettling atmosphere.
The coffin that should have been placed on the high platform in the center was no longer there and was in pieces. A small portion of it was still lying in the corner.
It was empty.
There was no corpse.
The captain was sitting on a fragment of the coffin, and looked around with an unprecedented blank expression.
