TAP, TAP!
A series of fragmented footsteps echoed from the coffin chamber ahead. The sound was like several middle-aged women walking, very slowly and leisurely.
"What's coming this time?" Qi Li released Su Xuan and peered intently in the direction of the sound.
A corridor connected the antechamber and the coffin chamber of the tomb, and the footsteps echoed incessantly within it.
"Whatever it is, it's not human," Su Xuan said, his eyes narrowing as he stretched out his right hand, conjuring a black sword from thin air.
Immediately after, the footsteps grew denser and more chaotic, converging until the sound was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Qi Li's scalp really did tingle.
She saw one shadow after another appear shoulder to shoulder in the corridor ahead. Her mouth fell open. "Mummies!"
