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The figure in the black robe slowly approached Shen Tong, speaking in a calm yet deliberate manner, "The Rakshasa Bird is not the demon that people think it to be, but rather an ancient guardian with the power to traverse the realms of yin and yang. Your family, the Shen Family, has bound itself to it through generations."
A storm of emotions surged within Shen Tong! All those fragmented family legends and vague memories flooded her mind at that moment. The "contract bird" mentioned in her grandmother's notes—it all made sense now.
"You, Shen Tong, are the last Contractor of the Rakshasa Bird." The figure suddenly extended both hands toward her, palms covered with a myriad of strange runes. "Only you can awaken the power of the Rakshasa Bird."
In an instant, an invisible pressure swept over Shen Tong, leaving her feeling numb and unable to move. The figure in black descended from the altar step by step, drawing closer as he reached out to remove the black eye mask covering her right eye. Then, he extended two fingers toward her eye!
"Shen Tong!"
"Sister Tong!"
The other three watched Shen Tong's state with mounting anxiety. Especially Lin Mingchang, who desperately tried to rush over to save her, but Vice Director Wang was proving to be a formidable obstacle, making it impossible for him to break free.
However, Shen Tong's consciousness was clear; she felt her soul floating above her body, observing everything unfold. She could see her companions rushing to save her and the officers fighting valiantly despite being outnumbered.
As the black-robed figure's fingers drew ever closer to her eye, just a hair's breadth away, Shen Tong's right eye suddenly burst forth with blinding light. A massive golden bird-shaped phantom unfurled behind her, emitting a piercing cry.
It was the legendary Rakshasa Bird—its wings like blades, its face monstrous, and its claws sharp as gold scissors. The apparition appeared with a roar that reverberated throughout the ancient tomb.
All members of the Gui Xu Society recoiled in unison, their eyes wide with disbelief and fear. Lin Mingchang turned to look at Shen Tong, his expression filled with shock unlike anything he had ever experienced.
Suddenly—boom! A deafening sound echoed from above. The murals on the walls trembled violently as dust rained down like a storm.
"We're in trouble! This place is going to collapse! Run!" Hong Baoshan shouted at the top of his lungs.
The figure in the black robe looked at Shen Tong, who was slumped on the ground, but she had regained her ability to move. Despite the immense regret, he was just a step away from obtaining the power of the Rakshasa Bird, but right now, his life was the priority. Under the protection of Hong Baoshan, he unhesitatingly abandoned the rest of the Gui Xu Society members and quickly fled deeper into the ancient tomb.
"Everyone, retreat!" Lin Mingchang shouted loudly. Seizing the moment when Vice Director Wang was momentarily stunned by the chaos, he viciously kicked him in the chest and then dashed towards Shen Tong, pulling her along as they raced back through the passage they had come from.
The members of the Gui Xu Society were in a state of panic; some fled alongside the black-robed figure, while others followed Lin Mingchang in a desperate bid for survival. There were also those reckless enough to attempt to seize burial treasures amidst the turmoil.
Meanwhile, the group of foreign tomb raiders was completely bewildered, clutching several heavy wooden boxes and frozen in place, unsure of what to do.
As everyone rushed back into the previous passage, another earth-shattering roar echoed through the tomb as it began to collapse on a large scale. Rocks, dirt, and wooden beams fell incessantly, quickly sealing off the path behind them.
Just as they reached the edge of the tunnel, they discovered that their original escape route had completely caved in, trapping them here. Despair washed over everyone instantly—except for Shen Tong.
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