Meanwhile, Zhao Hao and the others kept charging forward without encountering the slightest obstacle until they arrived at a stone platform.
On the stone platform sat a golden coffin, wrapped in a circle of dark black webbing that looked as though it were made of some kind of blood, corroded by the passage of time.
The ground around it featured a magical formation that was still emitting a faint red glow. It looked like the formation was already on its last legs.
Chapter 124