Li Yao pushed open the massive doors, stepping into the tomb’s inner chamber. Behind her lay the carnage of her journey—thousands of monster corpses scattered across the stone floor. She moved cautiously through the entrance, her keen senses immediately noting the stark contrast between this chamber and the monster-infested corridors she had fought through.
The chamber stretched before her, surprisingly devoid of threats. Despite the dim lighting, her enhanced cultivation allowed her to clearly see every detail of the space.
[This place appears to be the main area of the tomb, so it’s understandable that it was well secured,] the Empress spoke.
Li Yao’s brow furrowed in thought. "The eastern continent isn’t all that rich in spiritual energy. How could it have produced a Tribulation realm expert?"
[They came here after reaching the Tribulation stage,] the Empress replied matter-of-factly.
"Oh, that makes sense," Li Yao nodded.
The Empress continued. [Jokes aside, it probably wasn’t always like this. This mortal world doesn’t seem like a low-level one, so it should support up to the Tribulation realm. If it can support up to the Tribulation realm, it should be able to apply globally, not just some continents.]
Li Yao’s eyes narrowed with sudden insight. "Are you saying someone is interfering?"
The Empress fell momentarily silent, genuinely surprised by this deduction. Her host often seemed simple-minded, yet occasionally displayed these flashes of unexpected intelligence. [Well, who knows,] she deflected.
Li Yao pouted, frustration evident on her face. Why couldn’t the Empress just speak like a normal person? Always so pretentious with her vague hints and half-answers.
As these thoughts swirled through her mind, Li Yao entered a broader section of the tomb—not quite an open clearing, but a more spacious hall. Unlike the previous chambers, this one was illuminated, revealing at its center a small pavilion-like structure sheltering an ornate coffin. Even to the most casual observer, it was clear they had reached the final resting place of the ancient expert.
[Be careful,] the Empress cautioned, her tone suddenly serious.
Li Yao withdrew her sword, her muscles tensing as she prepared to strike at any threat. She advanced slowly, her footsteps deliberate, ready to respond to any surprise.
"Little girl, no need to be so wary. There is no one else here," a voice echoed from the coffin—elderly but unmistakably masculine.
Li Yao showed no surprise, as if she had anticipated this development. "What about you?" she challenged.
A chuckle resonated through the chamber. "Hahaha, well, I guess there is someone," the voice conceded.
"So you were lying before?" Li Yao pressed, her expression unchanged.
The voice fell silent for a beat, clearly taken aback. What was wrong with this girl? Shouldn’t she be showing reverence, perhaps requesting treasures or knowledge? Why was she nitpicking his words with such literal-mindedness?
"Actually, I’m just a remnant soul, so I can’t really be considered as ’someone,’" the voice explained with forced patience.
"So you lied again just now," Li Yao observed flatly.
Another pause followed her words. Even the Empress couldn’t suppress a deep sigh at Li Yao’s words.
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