Vines were everywhere, spreading over the stone walls densely, like tentacles.
In front, there emerged a stone platform, covered with dust, debris, and some insects crawling around.
Behind the stone platform stood a gigantic old tree, its branches climbing the stone walls, assuming strange shapes under the bright illumination.
"So it really does exist."
Qin Sisi murmured softly, but the vines and old tree here did not, as described in Lin Chuan's novel, possess any aggressiveness or extreme danger.
"There is an altar here!" Professor Qi's eyes brightened, and he quickly strode over.
The others also gathered around.
"Qin, there's only a sacrificial altar here, nothing else. The main tomb we're looking for hasn't appeared yet," Old Yao said with a trace of doubt on his face, looking at Qin Sisi and asking.
Qin Sisi looked around, already having an idea in her mind.
She stepped forward towards the sacrificial altar, then extended her hand to touch the stone platform.
