King Smorahan's corpse suddenly turned into yellow sand and disappeared, and at the same time, the tomb's door closed automatically. A chilling wind started to howl within the chamber, causing the flames of the torches to flicker wildly.
Even the experienced examinees felt their hearts tremble with fear, and they retreated continuously.
Xilin's face showed a look of reluctance. The battle halberd that had just been in their grasp had also disappeared with the king's body, turning into yellow sand, which made him feel as if a treasure had just slipped through his fingers, causing great distress.
"You group of tomb raiders, thieves, lowly robbers, dare to disturb the great rest of King Smolahan…" That previously eerie voice echoed once again, and everyone looked towards the source of the sound. Below the platform, a figure stood atop a pile of gold and jewelry, with blood-red eyes peering out from behind a golden mask, coldly staring at them.
