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Climbing up in just a moment, the Divine Hand had already found the Light Slot. In the pitch-black space, flames ignited and shot towards the sky, instantly forming a roaring fire dragon! The entire tomb chamber was illuminated.
Before them stood five towering stone doors, with flying eaves and overlapping angles, resembling a soaring eagle ready to take flight, exuding an imposing presence that was unattainable! Especially the central door, which was even more magnificent and grand, with the fierce fire dragon coiling above the stone pillars, looking down upon all living beings! Behind the door was a vast area resembling a plaza; the air felt heavy, and I sensed that the entire world had fallen into silence. A profound sense of weight pressed down on my heart, evoking feelings of reverence and trembling!
Not only the doors but even the ground was paved with smooth black stone slabs. Such craftsmanship was unimaginable for the Ancient People!
"I didn't expect we would accidentally arrive at the main entrance," said a young man named Li Tai with a hint of amazement. He seemed relatively normal compared to others and had spoken quite a bit in the team, but only when everyone was relaxed, so I had paid attention to him earlier.
"It feels a bit eerie," Kong Guayan said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, looking pleased. He continued, "This time we finally found the right place!"
"What place?" I was baffled; they didn't even know the name of the tomb owner yet how could they be sure they were in the right place? This was too incredible!
Evil Bird also wore a puzzled expression and asked in confusion, "Did we really find the right place? It seems to me that everywhere looks similar!"
The Divine Hand naturally ignored our questions. It was Kong Guayan who kindly asked, "What era do you think this Underworld belongs to?"
"Oh come on, Brother Kong, stop keeping us in suspense. Since it's all about fighting anyway, let's just go for it! You know I find those historical eras most troublesome; just tell me the answer!" Evil Bird said with a conflicted expression for the first time.
Kong Guayan no longer kept it a secret and explained, "This Underworld is at least over two thousand years old, predating the Qin Dynasty. Moreover, it differs from any style of other eras."
"Oh!" Evil Bird suddenly chuckled with gleaming eyes and said, "So this means we've struck it rich this time!"
"This is not certain," said Divine Hand. Without waiting for Evil Bird to ask further, he continued, "This fight is more dangerous than any you have encountered before. No one knows what will happen, and we can't even figure out the structure. Just do your best to stay alive." After saying this, he ignored the stunned expressions of everyone and walked toward the large stone door.
Seeing this, Kong Guayan said lightly, "I thought you all understood the importance of this mission." With that, he also walked away without looking back.
Importance means danger... Even I, an outsider, could tell that. Naturally, they understood it as well. They quickly gathered their composure and turned expressionless before following suit.
"Hey, wait for me!" Watching their suddenly heightened momentum, I was momentarily taken aback.
Is this how the Underworld of Qin Early Period is? Just a single grand door built so magnificently; did they have such advanced technology back then? Also, what does it mean to have a style unlike any other era? Did someone take a different path? I suddenly felt like I had stumbled upon some secret, but upon further thought, I couldn't pinpoint what it was...
Suddenly, a faint and low panting sound came from behind me. I turned around in confusion, wondering who had just climbed up. Just as I thought that, I saw a dark figure in the air lunging at me. Its filthy white clothing was covered in red fluff, and its fierce eyes were filled with unmasked hatred and anger. I was so frightened that I nearly fell over; my hand brushed against the cold ground as I ran forward.
Divine Hand and the others had already noticed the commotion behind us. After receiving a signal from Kong Guayan, he rushed over to save me. However, the Red-Haired Corpse was simply too powerful; it instantly dodged Kong Guayan's attack while letting out a horrifying scream as it charged toward me. Clearly, its target was me!
"Oh my God! I haven't harmed you; why are you chasing me? Someone come save me!" I was on the verge of breaking down. What is going on? Just when I had relaxed for a moment, you come out to scare me! Is this amusing? Is it entertaining? Without further ado, tears streamed down my face...
Although the fire dragon was large, it did not illuminate the entire tomb chamber that resembled a plaza. The Red-Haired Zongzi relentlessly pursued me as I exerted every ounce of strength to run. Just before exhaustion set in, I finally reached the edge, but the Red-Haired Zongzi showed no signs of fatigue! Terrified, I watched as a pair of jet-black oiled hands reached for me; I couldn't help but close my eyes...
Suddenly, with a loud bang, a gunshot rang out accompanied by a woman's sharp and hoarse scream that nearly shattered my eardrums. Without thinking much about it, I seized this opportunity to get up and continue running. Seeing me rise, that red-haired figure chased after me again. I swung my backpack at her and hurled it in her direction while gunfire echoed behind me incessantly. The Zongzi's piercing screams were deafening as well; soon enough, I found myself cornered into the nearby Ear Chamber.
Using the dim light as my guide, I dared not stop. So many shots had failed to take her down; just how deep was this Zongzi's hatred? Red signifies great misfortune... At this moment, I truly realized just how dangerous this misfortune could be...
Creak... It sounded like mechanisms were shifting. In the darkness, I could see nothing; fear had long since consumed my rationality. All I knew was to run forward until I fell heavily to the ground...
The sour and salty taste of blood overflowed from my mouth, and the corners must have been cut. My entire body felt as if it had been pounded by a heavy hammer, sore all over. The surroundings were still pitch black; I could see nothing and hear nothing. After a long while, I slowly sat up from the ground, tightly gripping the only flashlight in my hand.
Fortunately, the flashlight was not broken; it just had a weak beam, and it seemed the battery would not last much longer. I managed to stand up. This place appeared to be a long corridor, about two meters high and wide. As for its length, the light from my flashlight could not reach the end. The walls of the corridor were built with black stone, very smooth and cool to the touch, not even a single weed in sight.
Could this be an escape passage? For a moment, I felt a surge of excitement. Not far behind me, I could see a wall, so the exit must be ahead? I knew it was unhealthy to hold onto such hope, but right now, if I didn’t think this way, I would fall apart…
I took one step after another toward the front. In the entire space, only my footsteps echoed, making it feel lonely and somewhat desolate. It was even a bit terrifying; that red-haired corpse seemed not to have followed me. I slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but the fear in my heart showed no signs of dissipating. "Dabao, Dabao, come out quickly!" I suddenly felt like I had found a lifeline and urgently called out while lowering my head. Having two people was better than being alone, even though Dabao wasn’t exactly human…
After calling several times, Dabao still did not appear. It was strange; it seemed that since entering this mountain, Dabao had not shown up again! I hadn’t thought much of it before, but now that I calmed down, I felt a twinge of panic. I hurriedly reached into my pocket for the small glass bottle. I rummaged around desperately; I was on the verge of breaking down—the bottle was gone… Dabao was gone!!
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