In the dark secret room, no one could see clearly what was inside; the only visible thing was the figure sitting cross-legged at the entrance. Moreover, this person was facing away from the others, so it wasn't very clear; the only evident thing was the ancient-colored robe he was wearing. Judging from the attire, this person belonged to an era at least over a hundred years ago.
Locked in this secret room for a hundred years, no matter who he was, he should be dead. Yet, this person did not look like a corpse at all!
Du Canglang stood at the entrance, also nervously watching those who went in, with most of his attention focused on the cross-legged person. Watching these few cautiously approach the cross-legged figure, Du Canglang's heart also tensed up. His main intention was to let these people probe whether this person was dead or alive.
