Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 863 Easily Taking Down the Nine Dragons, Spearing Down Ten Thousand Slaves
Upon hearing that the coffin would be opened, Wang Pangzi and his nephew were undoubtedly the most excited, and of course, Wu Xie was equally excited.

Only Zhang Qiling walked worriedly to Gao Dongxu's side and said, "That's a monster."

"Can you kill it?" Gao Dongxu asked Zhang Qiling with a smile and raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, but it's very troublesome," Zhang Qiling said frankly.

"Then I'll do it. I've been wanting to stretch my legs a bit. My Liquan Spear has been itching for a long time!" Gao Dongxu said with a smile, and the next second, the Liquan Spear appeared in his hand.

Zhang Qiling understood that Gao Dongxu wanted to kill Wan Nu Wang, who had lost his humanity and become a monster.

As long as Gao Dongxu doesn't covet the Bronze Gate, Zhang Qiling won't stop him from doing anything, although he can't stop him anyway, and will even help him.

The Nine Gates, with whom he had made an agreement long ago, are no longer trustworthy. Zhang Qiling is now more willing to trust Gao Dongxu.

Zhang Qiling could see that Gao Dongxu truly disdained those so-called immortality techniques. More importantly, although Gao Dongxu possessed extraordinary martial arts skills, he still had a sense of awe for the world, unlike those madmen like Jude Kao who were utterly fearless and unscrupulous in their pursuit of immortality.

A dozen powerful flashlights illuminated the bottom of the rift valley, which was five or six hundred meters wide. The rubble on the ground resembled small hills. Looking ahead, in what was considered the central area of ​​the valley, a massive boulder had been carved into a series of platforms, like a small pyramid. A long stone staircase ran along one side of the staircase, with a bronze lamp placed on either side of each step.

"Holy crap, it really is a nine-dragon coffin!" Wang Yue exclaimed excitedly, her eyes wide.

The others were also shocked by the sight of the nine dragons carrying the corpse not far away.

On the huge stone platform sits a massive white stone coffin, the size of a car and resembling a Mongolian yurt. Nine stone-carved hundred-legged dragons coil around the bottom of the coffin, forming the shape of a lotus flower. Around the coffin stand four black stone statues, facing the four directions, in a kneeling posture.

In front of the white stone coffin was a large bronze cauldron containing sacrificial offerings, and behind it was a dark screen wall, on which it was impossible to see what was carved.

“These centipedes are really ugly, what kind of dragon are they?” Wang Kaixuan complained.

“The people of Dongxia only recognize this kind of centipede. It’s so big, it’s not wrong to call it a dragon. Our Central Plains dragons are majestic and imposing, but no one has ever actually seen one. Look at them, there are countless centipedes that have reached a certain size in this mountain,” Black Bear said with a smile.

“But these stone carvings are incredibly lifelike,” Wang Yueban said, shining a powerful flashlight on the nine ferocious giant centipede stone carvings.

“That’s not a stone carving—” Black Bear suddenly stopped, pulled out Wang Yueban who was trying to rush onto the stone platform first, and said with a frown.

"Not a stone sculpture?!"

“Look closely—” Hei Xiazi said, shining his powerful flashlight on a centipede.

"Holy crap, it really is alive." Wang Yueban squinted and looked closely, and sure enough, the centipede dragon actually moved.

Everyone looked at the stone platform, and after they stopped assuming it was a stone carving, they indeed saw nine huge volcanic centipedes, each seven or eight meters long. Because their color was similar to that of the volcanic rock and they were all coiled around the stone coffin, they looked just like stone carvings.

Nine dragons carrying a corpse!

The real Nine Dragons Carrying the Corpse!
"What do we do now?" Everyone frowned, noticing that no matter which way they went, they might disturb the giant centipede that was pretending to be dead in hibernation.

"If you ask me, we should just go up to them, each of us with one gun, and start shooting them in the head. I bet we can kill them," Wang Yueban suggested.

"If we can't kill them, and they fully awaken and call for their companions, we'll be in trouble," Ah Ning warned, frowning.

The thought of the countless centipedes covering the mountainside sent chills down everyone's spines.

“Then let’s rappel down from above to open the coffin. It’s one of Lao Hu’s specialties,” Wang Kaixuan said with a smile.

Gao Dongxu naturally wouldn't let Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi open the coffin, since he knew very well what was inside.

He didn't want to ruin the tomb-raiding trio he had painstakingly recruited, who were all basking in the glory of being the protagonists.

“I’ll do it—” Gao Dongxu knew that no one but himself could quietly eliminate the nine giant centipedes while they were in hibernation.

"Be careful—" Ah Ning, Su Nan, and the other women all gently instructed.

Gao Dongxu nodded and smiled, carrying the Liquan Divine Spear, and strode towards the stone platform. His spiritual energy circulated within him, and with a swift movement, he swept forward like a wisp of smoke. He lightly tapped his right foot on the head of the black stone statue, and like an arrow released from a bow, he flew through the air towards the white stone coffin in the center, shaped like a Mongolian yurt.

The entire process was fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation. Gao Dongxu landed lightly on top of the coffin, without making a sound. With a flick of his wrist, the Liquan Divine Spear transformed into a silver streak, piercing the head of a hibernating centipede with unparalleled precision. The instant the spear tip entered the brain, he slightly twisted his wrist, causing the spear tip to spin, silently shattering the centipede's brain.

He drew his gun, turned, and fired. Gao Dongxu's movements were so fast it was dazzling. The second centipede was still asleep when it was killed in the same way. Only then did the first centipede's body begin to twitch slightly, as if telling a story of its final struggle for life.

The onlookers in the distance stared wide-eyed, holding their breath. To them, Gao Dongxu's movements were as elegant as a dance of death. He shifted and twisted, the Liquan Divine Spear seemingly alive in his hands, each thrust carrying deadly precision. The nine enormous centipede dragons were like ants killed with a toothpick in his hands, their lives ending effortlessly.

"My God, the boss's kung fu is getting more and more amazing..." Wang Yueban muttered to himself, "Is this some kind of martial arts movie?"

However, even with their brains destroyed, these segmented worms' bodies continued to twitch violently due to inertia. This was a physiological characteristic of theirs—ganglia independently control muscle activity, allowing them to maintain brief movements even without their heads. The simultaneous convulsions of the nine massive bodies caused the entire stone platform to tremble slightly.

Gao Dongxu raised an eyebrow, keenly sensing the unusual movement emanating from the stone coffin behind him. The coffin lid was trembling slightly, as if something was about to break free. A faint smile appeared on his lips; finally, the main character had arrived.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes, his body gracefully leaping into the air. With an elegant turn in mid-air, his right foot precisely struck the pointed lid of the stone coffin. Using the recoil, he floated backward like a feather, his wide fur coat fluttering in the wind.

Upon landing, he slightly bent one knee, his spear pointing diagonally at the ground. The entire movement was graceful and unrestrained, as if he had not just been in a life-or-death struggle, but rather performing a meticulously choreographed show.

Several of the women were witnessing Gao Dongxu's true kung fu for the first time, and they were completely mesmerized. Their eyes shone with admiration, and they couldn't wait to rush forward.

"They're out!" Zhang Qiling's cold voice stopped them in time.

Just then, the lid of the massive stone coffin was suddenly flung off, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust. Two strange, bluish-purple arms emerged from the coffin, their unusually long fingernails making a teeth-grinding sound as they sliced ​​through the air.

"Holy crap, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves has come back to life—" Wang Yueban's exclamation broke the silence.

Inside the coffin, a bizarre creature slowly emerged. It had the body of a giant centipede, with countless tentacles protruding from the coffin, densely packed and nauseating. Most chillingly, the monster's upper body was covered in ancient armor, with twelve tentacles forming a ring around its back, resembling twelve ferocious arms.

"The King of Ten Thousand Slaves!" Wu Xie gasped. "So the records on the Snake-Eyebrowed Bronze Fish were all true. It really was a monster that crawled out of the giant gate underground!"

The King of Ten Thousand Slaves was now fully awake. It opened its ferocious maw and let out a deafening roar. The sound seemed to come from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine.

"What are you waiting for? Let's get it!" Wang Yueban roared and fired first.

Gunfire erupted, bullets raining down on the King of Slaves. However, to everyone's dismay, the bullets struck his armor, producing only scattered sparks and clanging sounds, causing no real damage.

Enraged, the King of Slaves became even more ferocious, charging towards the crowd like a runaway train, its twelve tentacles flailing wildly, sending stone chips flying wherever its claws passed.

"Damn it, I can't break through the defense—" Wang Yueban cursed angrily.

Gao Dongxu, however, remained calm. He charged forward with his gun, shouting to Zhang Qiling, "Brother, keep an eye on them—"

Before he finished speaking, he had already soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings, his Divine Spear aimed directly at the face of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves. The King of Ten Thousand Slaves reacted extremely quickly, his sharp claws slashing at the spear with a whooshing sound. However, Gao Dongxu flicked his wrist, the tip of the spear instantly creating several spear flowers, skillfully avoiding the parry and accurately piercing the King of Ten Thousand Slaves' palm.

"Pfft-"

The sound of the spear tip piercing flesh was clearly audible. Gao Dongxu twisted his wrist again, and the Liquan Divine Spear, with its spinning momentum, tore open a huge wound in the palm of the Wan Nu King, from which dark green blood spurted out.

"Roar--"

The King of Slaves let out a painful roar, and its remaining arms attacked Gao Dongxu in the air like a storm. Sharp claws tore through the air with a piercing whistling sound, as if to rip the human who dared to harm it to pieces.

Faced with this deadly attack, Gao Dongxu remained calm and composed. He performed a somersault in mid-air, skillfully dodging the first two sharp claws that attacked. He then swung his Liquan Divine Spear downwards, the shaft precisely deflecting the third claw with a crisp metallic clang.

His movements were fluid and graceful, as if he had anticipated every attack from the King of Ten Thousand Slaves. Amidst the dense claw shadows, he always managed to find tiny gaps, dancing on the edge of a knife, each dodge perfectly timed.

(End of this chapter)