Duan Yanran heard her husband's words, and suddenly felt uneasy inside. She even looked down at the stone sarcophagus, always feeling an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
"Husband, since those funeral processions aren't from our four realms, that means they're from other realms," Duan Yanran said.
The last thing Ling Tianyu wanted to hear right now was this—if it's from other realms, if it's really from other realms, that would be bad.
What he couldn't figure out was, why was this stone sarcophagus the same as the dragon carriage in the funeral procession there?
That's the biggest problem; this isn't a small matter.
Since the stone sarcophagus was in the dragon carriage of the funeral procession, then this stone sarcophagus should also be there. It couldn't possibly not be present; this is truly strange.
When it descended, it made quite a commotion.
Ling Tianyu squatted in front of the stone sarcophagus, examining it, trying to see if he could discern anything.
