One must admit, the Fox Spirit's methods are truly mysterious. Zhang Chen only saw a blur before his eyes, and in the next moment, he found himself inside a pitch-black tomb.
The tomb was utterly dark, with not a trace of light. Fortunately, Zhang Chen had come prepared; he quickly pulled out a candle from his basket and lit it inside the tomb.
The tomb was vast, and it was hard to say how large the space was. After the candle was lit, all Zhang Chen could see was darkness and the bluestone beneath his feet, cut as smooth as floor tiles of modern times.
Zhang Chen raised the candle in his hand, trying to see what lay in the darkness, but all he could see was more darkness. It felt as if he had stepped into a world of deathly silence, the kind of darkness that made one's skin crawl.
Yet the massive amounts of experience points on the ground made Zhang Chen's eyes light up.
