"That person woke up and ran out from here on their own.
Secondly, before us, someone entered here and stole the items hidden in this tomb.
But this place is isolated from the world; whether coming in or wanting to leave is as hard as climbing the sky, not to mention outside the tomb, there are Celestial Masters of Dragon Tiger Mountain guarding... How is it possible?"
"Grandpa, didn't we sneak in here? Is sneaking out that difficult?" Tang asked.
"Otherwise, we came in so easily because your grandpa, as Sect Leader, is familiar with many arrangements here.
If someone were hiding in the Ancestral Master's tomb, it must be from the past.
People from the past, how can they know about future matters?"
Old Tang shook his head, pondering deeply.
"Then he came from outside," the Ancestral Master's spectral image said, "After all, nothing in this world is perfect, and my method is not foolproof; perhaps there's a mistake."
