'This room… has no splendor.'
Ken raised his eyebrows in disappointment from the plain room. On second thought it made sense, as there was no reason to make a prison cell dazzling.
Looking around him, he found a room made of stone, not different by any means from the many stone rooms he entered in the secret realm. It was almost a theme in the secret realm. A grey and boring theme.
The room was rather small; it was a squared room, four meters long and four meters wide. In the middle rested a large coffin made of wood, inscribed with many long, complicated runes that Ken could not read.
'So this is a ninth-grade coffin. High-grade coffins actually must be much more common than I think; the strongest and richest cultivators in the world probably buy high-grade coffins to protect their corpses after they die.'
