The glow on the tomb was initially as weak as a firefly, but in just a few breaths, that weak glow became as intense as the blazing sun.
Fortunately, it was daytime; if it had been night, the courtyard of Chanyin Pavilion would surely have been illuminated as if it were day.
Just as everyone's eyes were deeply attracted to this light, suddenly, the white light vanished abruptly, leaving the surroundings in complete silence.
A melodious and poignant erhu sound faintly began, and it was as if the audience's hearts were being gently led by this music, calm and unperturbed.
As the music played, a beam of light suddenly encircled the round tomb, tightly gripping everyone's gaze.
The center of the beam seemed unremarkable, yet somehow, suddenly, something moved slightly there.
The onlookers couldn't help but open their eyes wide, their breathing becoming rapid.
