Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Upon hearing Ren Fengjue's words, Yan Zhengchu subconsciously made the connection and couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"After listening to the young marquis's analysis, it does indeed seem like a 'living tomb,' and given its vast area, it was probably built at the same time as the prince's mansion above."

He asked, puzzled, "But this practice is puzzling. Building a tomb under a living person's house is not a good thing."

Yu Lang speculated, "Perhaps this general foresaw the downfall of the previous dynasty and devised this plan long ago..."

Thinking this, a chill ran down his spine. "So, when the rumors of his disappearance spread, could it be that he hid in this tomb? And... is he dead or alive now?"

Yan Zhengchu said, "This place is full of evil spirits. If a living person enters, they certainly won't survive."

"Besides, more than 30 years have passed. Even if they were alive then, they would certainly not be here now."

After a moment of silence, rustling sounds came from inside the tomb again.

Yu Lang was horrified: "Could it be that those insects have returned? My lord, we should leave quickly."

Ren Fengjue knew that this place was not safe to stay in for long, so he nodded and said, "Let's find a way out first."

Yan Zhengchu said, "Follow me, I just marked the way."

As he spoke, he took the lantern in his hand and led everyone out of the tomb.

Xia Ximo glanced at the Du family's main soul floating in mid-air, then held the Soul-Crossing Lamp in his palm and said, "Let's hide inside the lamp for now."

Du could sense the unique ghostly aura emanating from her and guessed that she was the one who could truly help her.

But she shook her head. "My child is still in here. I want to take him with me when I get out."

Xia Ximo frowned.

Yan Zhengchu immediately said, "Your child was stillborn. Now, having absorbed too much resentment and yin energy, he has become a ghost infant, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Moreover, he will not recognize you. Even if he leaves here, he will be a harmful demon."

Hearing this, Madam Du was even more heartbroken.

"If that's the case, what's the point of me going out?"

She glared at Zhao Wan with hatred, "Besides, my hatred is hard to quell!"

Zhao Wan was also afraid of her, and upon hearing this, she quickly hid behind Xia Ximo.

Ren Fengjue stepped forward and said to Madam Du, "I promised you before that I would find out the truth behind this and find the murderer who killed you. This young lady will also help you."

Du was still hesitant.

Xia Ximo was too lazy to waste any more words: "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

With that, she put away the Soul-Crossing Lamp and turned to leave.

Seeing her so resolute, Madam Du couldn't help but call out to her again, "Miss..."

Xia Ximo paused, turned around, and silently took out the Soul-Crossing Lamp.

Just as Du was about to put the lantern in, a strong gust of wind came from the end of the passageway and blew out the only lantern they had.

As darkness enveloped them, Yan Zhengchu immediately shouted, "What ghostly creature are you? Show yourself at once!"

However, after the storm passed, all was quiet.

Yu Lang instinctively grabbed Yan Daozhang's sleeve, while Ren Fengjue instinctively put his arm around Xia Ximo beside him.

Xia Ximo noticed something was wrong; Zhao Wan behind him hadn't made a sound.

"Zhao Wan?"

She called out, but there was no response.

Yan Zhengchu had relit the lamp in his hand, and after looking around, he could no longer see Zhao Wan.

Moreover, even Du's soul has disappeared.

"That monster managed to take someone away right under our noses!"

Xia Ximo suddenly said, "It seems we've forgotten someone..."

Yan Zhengchu asked, "Who?"

"Princess Wu."

Yu Lang was startled again: "Could it be that Princess Wu kidnapped the princess? What...what is she trying to do?"

Yan Zhengchu exclaimed indignantly, "This ghost is clearly provoking us! If we leave now, it will think we're afraid!"

"No, this Taoist priest must see what's inside!"

Although Yu Lang was afraid of those insects, he was a very loyal person. "I also think we definitely can't abandon Princess Fenghua!"

As they spoke, they both looked at Ren Fengjue and Xia Ximo.

"What do you think, Miss Mo?" the former asked the latter.

Xia Ximo didn't say a single unnecessary word.

"Looking for someone."

Just as the four were about to turn back, the strange rustling sound started again, and then the ground began to shake violently.

Wuyou, being the most perceptive, suddenly appeared and shouted, "Quickly, crouch down!"

Upon hearing this, everyone reacted quickly and squatted down.

Then, a dark shadow swept over their heads with great force.

Startled, Yu Lang quickly covered his head and asked, "What was that that just flashed by?"

Yan Zhengchu was a little taken aback: "It seems like... a ghost..."

Moreover, the sheer number of them was astounding, giving Master Yan quite a chill down his spine. "The number of spirits in this tomb is far greater than I imagined..."

The shaking of the ground hadn't stopped; judging from the noise, it sounded like something was trying to emerge from underground…

Ren Fengjue inexplicably thought of the secret room he had been in before, the round boulder, and the strange patterns engraved on it.

Could it be... that something is hidden underneath?

"Master Yan, there must be something hidden in that secret room down there!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a loud boom came from the tomb chamber with the carved statue.

The rustling sound disappeared, replaced by a dull and strange "tap-tap" sound.

Ren Fengjue had served in the military, and upon hearing the voice, he knew exactly what it was…

Others could more or less sense the extraordinary nature of this voice.

So they looked in the direction of the sound and saw at the end of the passage, where sand seemed to be churning and a group of iron cavalry galloping towards them.

This scene was so unbelievable that anyone who witnessed it could only feel disbelief.

But the iron cavalry ignored them and simply weaved through the crowd.

"Is it... a ghost?"

Yu Lang suddenly felt a heavy weight, as if he had been crushed by a thousand troops, and his legs went slightly weak. "I... I didn't see wrong, did I?"

Yan Zhengchu was also so shocked he could hardly close his mouth. He tugged at Ren Fengjue and said, "Young Marquis, you guessed right, what's down there is most likely..."

Ren Fengjue had already made the connection: "It's that general's... coffin chamber."

He added, "Such a huge boulder, there's likely more than just one general's body underneath; it's more like a joint burial!"

Yan Zhengchu's expression changed, and he remained speechless for a long time.

Yu Lang couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine; "Why do I feel like, judging from this scene, that general is about to be resurrected?"

Ren Fengjue immediately said, "The huge rock above the coffin chamber is engraved with strange patterns; it's extremely eerie!"

Yan Zhengchu hurriedly asked, "Does the young marquis still remember what the pattern roughly looked like?"

Ren Fengjue had a good memory, so he roughly sketched the pattern on Master Yan's palm.

Yan Zhengchu could sense that it was a talisman. After thinking carefully, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a kind of reincarnation spell."